#lg is so fucking stupid n i love that about him

[destinyesque]

#link click #ok so that scene. my first thought was 'damn thats kinda gay ngl' and my second thought was 'he couldve done like. anything else' #ok maybe not if alternate timeline theory is right but still #the cops already know he has superpowers he couldve told them that cxs was in danger and just like. driven like a normal person #but no he had to do all that. in cat pajamas no less #probably ripping all of his stitches #the next ep is gonna open w lg passing out bc he reopened his stab wounds #lg is so fucking stupid n i love that about him #lu guang #cheng xiaoshi #shiguang

[sgt-seabass]

the idea of steve kemp being mean and dark and manhandling you to your knees and slapping you around and making you worship him and lick his shoes is so hot 🥺 especially if he's threatening and degrading the reader through it

𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏

✧˚ · .  𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘢 𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘯.

pairing — steve kemp x little!reader w/c — almost 900 words this is a dark fic. 18+ only. warnings — little!reader, dd/lg elements, implied kidnapping, referenced cannibalism, referenced murder, threats, degradation, pet names (sunflower), face slapping, spanking, shoe licking, shoe grinding a/n — this ask made me go fucking FERAL i swear to god. i could kiss your brain, thank you for blessing me with this thot. i was going to write other things but couldn't get this idea out of my head. i love you. not beta read.

Steve didn’t know you were different at first.

He had wined and dined you the same as his other victims, and with a bit of smooth talking, you’d been an easy catch.

You were sweet. Wearing pretty little dresses with a gorgeous smile that beams to all those around. Like a sunflower, which was the nickname he’d chosen for you.

It wasn’t until the reality of the situation had set in that he started to see the hints of uniqueness. Typically, his captives would scream, fight, and try to claw his eyes out. But you had receded into yourself. A meek thing that cried in the corner. Like a kicked puppy.

Steve wasn’t one for affection, not in the traditional sense. But he liked you. And so, he kept you around.

Many girls came and went while you were kept in your little cell. Steve often talked with you, sitting on the ground while he ranted about his day. And if you listened well, you’d get a new stuffed toy. He’d learnt you liked them after you bundled your pillows to cuddle them like a bear.

It was amusing. His little sunflower was an exciting thing to have around.

Except when you weren’t good. That he hated more than anything.

You wouldn’t eat your dinner, picking at the meatloaf with disdain. Steve had made it especially for you, with beef, not his usual cuisine. You weren’t ready for his diet yet.

He’d grabbed you by the hair, dragging you across the room and into a new, empty cell. You’d wailed for your stuffies, for comfort, but bad girls don’t get privileges.

“What am I meant to do with an ungrateful little girl, huh? Do you want to end up like the rest of them?” Steve watched the fear flash across your face, your little sobs becoming so hard snot and spit dribbled down your face with your tears.

“What a pathetic little baby. Too stupid to even kill,” Steve cooed, swatting your hands away when you tried to cover your face. He wanted to see all the anguish. “Who am I, hm? Who am I, sunflower?”

“My— My— My G-God…” You snivelled out, and Steve scoffed, slapping you hard across the face.

You turned to him again, and he slapped you again. “Speak properly. This isn’t the time to be a bumbling mess. Face your consequences,” Steve was harsh, as he often was when things didn’t go his way.

“You’re my God,” you managed to get out amongst your sniffs and hiccupped sobs.

“That’s better. Now, you want to get back in my good books, right?”

You nodded desperately, and Steve smiled. His sunflower was always so eager to please.

Steve grabbed your hips, pulling you to sit on his manicured oxford shoes. He started you off, rubbing your cunt over the laces and leather below you until you got the idea. “That’s it. Rub that dirty pussy all over my shoes. I bet you like it, don’t you?”

The way you looked up at Steve had him almost cumming on the spot. You looked like an absolute mess, your tear-stricken cheeks and puffy eyes making him harder. “Fuck.” He muttered, looking down to the sheen left on his shoe from your sopping cunt, your wetness soaking through your underwear. “You’re my disgusting little baby, aren’t you, sunflower?”

“Y-Yes, daddy.”

Steve always loved hearing his two favourite words. He didn’t really have a kink for being called daddy, but how it made you all shy and submissive was well worth it.

You kept rubbing yourself with little moans and sobs until your hips started shuddering, and Steve knew you were getting close. He drank in the sight of you, your nipples peaked through the fabric of your dress and muscles tensing throughout your body. It was a picture-perfect sight. “You’re doing a good job, sunflower. But you were a bad girl. And bad girls don’t get to cum.”

Steve pulled you off him, your sounds turning to whimpers as you were denied your orgasm. His shoe shone with your juices, and Steve stuck it in your face, rubbing it with the leather. “Look at this. You’ve made it all dirty. I’d normally kill someone for dirtying my things like this.”

There wasn’t much Steve wouldn’t kill someone for, but he loved to taunt you nonetheless. “But I suppose I can forgive you if you clean it up.”

Steve laughed as you looked around the room, trying to find a rag or something to clean it with. “Stupid baby.” He grabbed your hair, ignoring your yelps and cries as he shoved your face against his shoe. “With your tongue.”

He held you there, not allowing an ounce of movement. With your ass in the air, he smacked your cheeks, watching as you tried to lick away your wetness as the spanks kept coming. He wanted you sore. Perhaps that would teach you a lesson.

You licked at his shoes, having to go over the same spot when your tears fell and made a mess all over again. It was an endless cycle that Steve was all too happy to witness.

Steve hummed, watching you contently. Maybe he’d get you another toy from the hospital gift shop after his shift tomorrow. He loved seeing his sunflower smile after being a crying mess, like a blooming flower after the rain.

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#ambswrites #ambs answers #cherished anons #steve kemp #steve kemp x reader #steve kemp x you #dark fic #sebastian stan #sebastian stan character #sebastian stan fanfiction #steve kemp x y/n #steve kemp imagine

[scourgeofgotham]

The Bat and the Knight

Pairing: Arkham Knight x batgirl!reader // Jason Todd x batgirl!Reader

Warnings: SMUT 18+

Graphic Sexual Content, Crying, Unresolved Trauma, M! Receiving Oral, Face-Fucking, Degradation, Boot Humping, Dom/Sub, Slapping, Praise! Kink, Stalking, Begging, Gun Kink, hint of DD/LG(will have ddlg later), Stockholm Syndrome(develops), Mentions of Underage Sex, Mentions of Rape, Non-Con.

A/N: okayyyy so I haven't written anything in years so sorry if this sucks. But I originally gave @fookinslut4harry an idea prompt for “a batgirl reader! getting lured out by arkham knight to find out what happened to robin.” and I was writing like little idea snippet and it went from there.

Jason is 19, and reader is 18.

idk if its hard to follow but readers thoughts are in bold and jasons thoughts are bold italic

the past is in italic

She got lured out by a masked villian named the Arkham Knight,

“If you want to find out what happened to Robin, meet me on top of R.H. Kane.

Wear the Batgirl uniform.”

“You’re so dumb you know that?” A distorted voice calls out.

She looks around and sees a figure with a blue glowing tactical helmet walking towards her. “I was told— t—that I would find out what happened to Robin here.” she could barely get out, a burning sensation in her chest. “R—Robin was my partner“ she barely managed to get out.

He chuckled “He was more than your partner I thought? He used to make your little eyes roll in the back of your head.” He said in such a demeaning tone. “How did you kn—“

“He told the Joker everything.” he cut her off again.

“You know, the Joker was pissed when you tried to break him out. How you tried so hard to get your little Robin out of Arkham. Batman didn’t try at all, did he? But his little pet was trying so hard to find him behind Batman’s back.” he hissed. The masked man was up to her face now, towering over her. He grabbed her face and slapped her, sending her to the ground. “Such a sweet little stupid girl.” he spat.

He takes out his gun and points it at her, “Get up.”

She starts to stand up, and he kicks her sending her back to the ground. He starts to stand over her, then kneels on her back keeping her on the ground. “You became such a stupid little girl, I was told you were such a smart and cunning sidekick. Did you get hit in the head? Or did someone fuck your brains out?” he questioned. Hearing the last part made her heart hurt, thinking of someone except for Jason touching her.

It hurt her, that was the love of her life. She went through hell trying to search for him, and she went through all the levels of hell and straight to Cocytsus when she failed.

“Tell me why did you and Jason fall in love?” he questioned. She winced at him using his name instead of Robin.

How much did he tell the Joker?

“He saved Batman’s life.” she could barely talk she was trembling. “He was fif—fifteen and I was barely fourteen, I heard—Batman talk about J—Jason and I had to know who he was.” She was a stuttering mess, she started crying not only because there was a gun pointing at her, but because she had to go through the loss of her boyfriend.

“I found the school for troubled teens and stalked him, when I laid my eyes on him I could barely think straight.” She sobbed, tears running down her face.

The man dug his knee into her back making her yelp. “He was so gorgeous” she yelled out due to pain. “And all I wanted to do was run my hands through his black fluffy hair.” she stopped, she kept seeing his pretty face as she described him.

The man put the gun against her head “Keep going.” the distorted voice hissed. “I had to talk to him, I had to make him mine.” She cried out. “I would watch him outside his window, I wanted to pretend to be a student so I could be in his class and maybe talk to him.” she started blushing, admitting her crazed obsession with Jason made her realize how crazy she was for attention. “Eventually he found out and called out to me in the middle of the night. He said if I didn’t show myself he was gonna take care of me himself!”

The man laughed. “You truly are a little stupid crazy girl you know that? So obsessed with a guy who didn’t know that you exist. When he did find out he was going to kill you.” She felt the gun push harder into her skin.

“I jumped down from the light pole I was crouched on, in my Batgirl uniform. He was taken aback to realize it was just a girl stalking him. ‘What are you doing? You psycho.’ he said that to me.” she recalled

“I recited one of his favourite poems to him, then told him how I thought it was amazing that he pushed Batman out of the way to save him. Also that I thought he was sooo cute.” She gagged at the last bit, even though she still thinks he is. “I told him I was sorry for stalking him, but I couldn’t think of any other way to get to know him. I thought he was way out of my league and that he would never want to be with me.”

“He told me I was a freak, and that I should talk to a guy instead of stalking him. But he had a look on his face that said otherwise. He then asked me who I was, what my story and why him. I told him everything, what happened to my parents, that I was adopted by Batman and that I just wanted to see him smile.” she blushed.

“Your cheeks are so pretty when they are all red, I know other ways to keep them that way, slut.” Hearing him say that with the voice modulator went straight to her heart, and then pooled in between her thighs. He picked her head up and slapped her face, he noticed that there was a pile of drool forming underneath her. “You are such a dumb pretty little slut, drooling while my knee is on your spine and my gun in your back.”

He dropped his gun beside him and put his fingers up to her mouth, “I wonder how good you’ll look with these in that little mouth of yours, Peanut.” She winced at that nickname, that was his nickname.

“Open.” He commanded, pushing his knee harder into her back. She opened her mouth and felt his gloved fingers with her tongue. “Be a good little slut and suck Peanut. If you do, I promise I'll go easy on you. I’ll tell you where your little Robin is.”

Every time he said Peanut and slut it made her aroused. She prayed he wouldn't try to touch her so she could still have some dignity. She sucked on his gloved fingers for what felt like hours and heard him laugh at how much of a slut she is.

He pulled his fingers out of her mouth and laughed at the spit that followed with them. “All nice and wet.” He praised. She was soaking, she kept praying he wouldn't check and see if she was wet. “You’re such a little slut, Batgirl.” He hissed. “I’m not Batgirl anymo—” she tried to get out before he pulled off her cowl and yanked her hair back. “You're my little Batgirl. I’ll call you whatever I want. Now since you were sooo good at sucking my fingers, I have another surprise for you.” He picked up his gun and pressed it up to her lips. “Suck.” He commanded.

She was terrified, a gun in my mouth? She did as she was told and opened her mouth, she felt the cold metal with her tongue. It was burning the back of her throat, all the gunpowder was coating her tongue. “Good girl.” the distorted voice hummed. She didn’t realize that he got off of her back, she felt his hand trace down her back and when it disappeared she knew she was fucked. She felt a hard slap across her ass, it stung. But it felt sooo good.

She let out a muffled moan, and her eyes shot right open. Oh god did he hear that?

He let out a laugh, “You are having way too much fun, huh Peanut? Do I need to check and see if you're wet?” Her cheeks flushed bright red. “Aw, Peanut, you are wet aren't you?” She nodded yes, knowing that he would check. “Good girl, you know better than to lie to me.” He pulled the gun out of her mouth, and she looked at all the spit that followed. “I have two options for you, Peanut. Either you let me have my way with you or, you can suck me off.” he scoffed. She spat at him and tried to get up to run away from him. He amused her and let her try to get away, right before she pulled out her grapnel gun he pulled her into him. “Ohhh no Peanut, I'm not done with you.” He pulled off her comms and the tracker locator off of her suit. “You are too cute to be left out here all alone Peanut. You’re gonna be all mine, I’m never gonna let you go Peanut,” he said to her, grabbing onto her and using his grapnel gun to make his way to the safe house.

She held onto him knowing that she could try to escape and it wouldn't work. Watching him go back and forth between the buildings reminded her of Jason.

“Peanut where are you?” She heard as she was hiding from Jason. Her giggles gave her away. “Peanut I know you’re over there.” She waited until the last second and dropped to the edge of the building climbing over until she was behind Jason. She climbed back up and got right behind him and jumped on him toppling them to the ground. Jason turned over and placed her on top of him, she took this opportunity to give him kisses. “I-” kiss “love-” kiss “you” kiss.

“Oh, Peanut, I love you too.”

One of her favorite memories of her little bird played in her head as they went to the safe house. “What's your name?” she asked her masked kidnapper. “Arkham Knight.” he hissed. “But what's your actual name?” she questioned. “You can call me whatever pet name you would like.”

The Arkham Knight let go of her once they arrived, pushing her to go inside the safe house. He dragged her to the bed in the empty room and pushed her on it. “Please don't rape me” she begged. “Aw, begging? Aren't you just adorable?” He grabbed a knife from his side and dragged it to her crotch, “Don’t you wanna beg for me to fuck you?” He snickered. He pressed into the Kevlar suit and started to cut it going up, he made sure to not cut her. He stopped and spread her legs farther apart and then started snickering. “You are a soaking mess down there. Are you sure you don't want me to make you feel good? There are other ways for me to make you a mess?” He pushed her panties to the side and started playing with her clit, making her moan. He took her moans as complying. He shoved his gloved fingers into her wet cunt. Pumping back and forth. She could see he was enjoying every second of this. His fingers found her sweet spot and he picked up the pace wanting to hear her moans. She started moaning uncontrollably and she let out a small “Daddy.” Her eyes widened and her face became red from embarrassment.

Oh god, just let him kill me, please.

The Knight stopped what he was doing and looked at her. “Awww did the little bat call me Daddy? See, I know you're enjoying this Peanut. You've wanted to be kidnapped and raped huh? Did you want to give up all control and be somebody's rapeslut huh? Did you want Daddy’s cock in you? Or is that still off-limits?” Everything he said just went straight to her cunt. She kept getting more and more wet. She shook her head, “Please you can stick it in any hole except my pussy.” she begged. He pulled his fingers out of her and dropped her on the floor. He started to take off his tactical belt and unzip his pants. She was looking up at him pulling out his cock.

There's no way I can take that.

He pulled her head up to his cock and pried open her mouth to shove it in. The first half could barely fit in there. “Since you don’t want my cock to make you feel good, you’re gonna fuck yourself on my boot.” He wedged his foot in between her legs and started going up and down ever so slightly. She involuntarily started grinding on his boot, the cold feeling on her clit made her eyes roll back. She put one hand around the base of his cock and wrapped her arm around his thigh wanting to keep him in place. “Awww do you want me to stay right here Peanut?”

God she looks so pretty crying and all needy, I want to take off my helmet and kiss her all over.

#jason todd #jason todd x reader #arkham knight x reader #batman #arkham knight #red hood #smut #angst

[ilovedoms]

Hii, yes I’m new here and all, but i found out that there’s not a lot of cg/lg Obi-Wan Kenobi x Reader comfort stories, and since I’m a little, I’ve decided to make one myself.

This is a dom obi-wan x female little reader

I’m sorry if it’s shorter than expected as I have to go do stuff soon but hopefully it’ll help any littles who need it as much as I do.

y/n = your name

y/h/c = your hair color

y/e/c = your eye color

y/b/f = your best friend

TRIGGER WARNING: mentioning’s of the following include: rape - abuse - sex drugs - trafficking - mental instability - food - drink - clubs - guns - knives - stabbing - blood - death - attempt of suicide - and more. you have been warned.

If you have any questions or concerns please let me know!

y/n got off of her plush warm bed in her quarters, her favorite blanket and stuffed animal right beside her. She sighed contently, nuzzling back into her pillow, completely exhausted from the mission she had to do yesterday.

She was told to go to Jakku and track down pirates, as exciting as that had first sounded, the pirates turned out to be mass murderer’s and kidnapped her best friend, (y/f/n). Thankfully she was able to get him/her back and safe at her/his house.

She looked down at her plush pj’s she was wearing, slightly embarrassed at the tiny TIE-fighters scattered across the navy blue color. Y/n was a little, in caregiver/littlegirl, which was a coping mechanism for her and helped her stay safe. She sadly couldn’t tell her follow Jedi, they’d just make fun of her.

She finally slid off of her bed, headed to the bathroom, brushed her teeth, took a shower, and got ready for the day, putting on deodorant before walking out to the small kitchen area. She turned on the stove, putting on a pot of water watching it boil and wondered what it would feel like to touch it.

So she did.

And instantly regretted it.

“Fox dung!” She hissed jumping up and down waving her hand in the air like a maniac. Oh why was she so stupid? Her littlespace loved to make her feel pain apparently, as she always ended up getting hurt by the stupidest things. Two days ago she ended up slicing her finger on a sequin. A fucking sequin.

She held her burnt finger up to her mouth sucking on it gently while getting the sink full of cold water. Doing this she happened to forget about her boiling water, remembering it when it started to boil over the side and down the front of the stove.

Fresh tears spilled down her cheeks as she ran over to the stove, getting her bare feet burnt too. She pulled the pot off of the burner quickly turning it off. “Why am I such an idiot..” she mumbled deciding to clean up the water until it was cold, abandoning her breakfast and heading back into her room. Her safe place.

She picked up a stuffed fox, smiling at its worn and smooshed face. “I wish I could take you with me Rosie.” She mumbled, more tears tumbling down her cheeks. “I wish I wasn’t like this..” she sniffled looking down at herself before completing the thought, “a freak.”

flashback:

“You pathetic slut, come here right now!” She winced hearing her dads drunken voice shout from the living room, only meaning one thing, he wanted to either rape her, torture her, or kill her.

she was hoping for the last option.

he blamed her for her mothers death.

he blamed her for why he couldn’t find another women to have sex with.

he blamed her for everything.

she stumbled into the living-room, staring up at his cold dark eyes, trying not to move further away when his eyes started to rake her body hungrily, knowing that if she did her “punishment” for whatever she did wrong this time would be ten times worse.

“Get on your fucking knees.”

she didn’t move.

“I said GET ON YOUR FUCKING KNEES YOU PATHETIC WHORE.”

Hot tears streamed down her face but she still didn’t move.

Then she felt a pain to the back of her head, and she was knocked out, cold.

end of flashback…

She whimpered slightly, putting down her stuffed fox, hurrying over to her closet, grabbing her robes and headpiece, she quickly put everything on and raced outside her quarter. The apartment part of the Hellioce was completely quiet as she raced down to the end, sturned-

and slammed into a brick wall.

or maybe it wasn’t a brick wall, because as she fell backward, arms came out and caught her, slowly steading her before letting go.

“Woah, are you okay?” she heard a deep voice ask, possibly a male, to scared to trust her voice, she simply nodded, slowly looking up to see the most beautifulest bluest eyes she had ever seen.

Her eyes trailed to his floofy hair, which she tried not to giggle at, to his slight shaved beard. He looked at her, raising a eyebrow, hoping that at least she’d say something. She noticed her mistake and cleared her voice, hoping she wouldn’t stutter or do something really embarrassing, talk like a baby.

“Ye, am okay.” She muttered then froze, ‘crap’..

The man stared at her raising both his eyebrows at her now like she wasn’t even speaking English, honestly she might as well have not been. Little space was hard to translate to people who weren’t caregivers, which made her little problem worse.

She shook her head to clear her mind, and put on the fakest smile she could come up with. “Sorry, I meant..: I’m okay, thank you for asking.. Mr..?” she couldn’t complete the sentence because one: she’d never seen this hot ass guy in her whole life, and two: he had started to smirk at her.

“I’m Obi-Wan Kenobi.” he held out his hand for her to shake and she couldn’t help but notice how firm and strong it was, trying not to be a creep, she quickly let go and looked down the hallway behind him.

“Well.. Mr. Kenobi, I have a meeting right now and since I banged into you.. I’m now extremely late. So if you don’t mind..” she tried to squeeze past him in the small hallways barely managing to.

“Wait!” she turned, already having walked half of the hallway. “I don’t think I got your name.” He leaned on the wall at the other end of the hallway, smirking down at her.

“I’m y/n.. y/n, y/l/n.” he smiled a small genuine smile.

“I hope I see you soon Miss Y/n.” Then he turned around the corner and walked out of your life, or so you thought.

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time skip - after the meeting

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The meeting was long, and boring, pilots talking about what they “needed” to attack next, generals talking about strategy, blah blah. She still didn’t know why she was here. She was a Jedi. Not a people killer.

After fifteen thousand hours, the meeting ended, and she was allowed to go back to her quarters. She hurried in, shutting the door quickly and pulling herself to her room, flopping down onto the cold surface, she sighed of relief.

No more meetings.

No more people bothering her.

She could finally be tin-

Three sharp knocks on her door pulled herself out of her trance, she cursed, picking up Rosie and walking back to her front door, holding Rosie to her side like the plush could actually protect her from whatever was knocking at her door at 8 PM at night.

The knocking paused, then started again, making her wish she had a spy hole on her door like most logical people had. She couldn’t see who was knocking, but knew from enough horror stories that this was how people ended up dying.

“LISTEN YOU BIG EVIL MONSTER.” she tried to make her voice to seem fierce but her voice failed her, ending up cracking on the last word. “I HAVE UH.. uh.. STUFFIE.. ND IM NOT AFRAID TO USE HER.” she stared down at Rosie, unsure how much damage she could possibly do with the stuffed floof in her hand.

She raised her arm with Rosie up above her head, ready to strike, and slowly opened the door to reveal..

the hallway guy.

“Hallway guy?” she slowly put her arm with Rosie down, as he smirked down with her, his eyebrow raised again.

“Are you gonna beat me with your plush, or are you gonna let me in?” she blushed looking down at her feet, stepping back to let him inside.

Instantly remembering the water left on the floor in her kitchen, she gasped and ran off, attempting to at least get half of it cleaned up before he walked into the kitchen, but he was right on her footsteps.

He froze looking at the spilled water on the floor, the pan by the stove, and then down at her finger that she was desperately trying to hide behind her back.

“Well, looks like you had a eventful morning, huh?” he smiled a small smile, looking over at her. “Little one’s shouldn’t be doing such big things when they first wake up.”

She froze, going back to what he had called her, ‘little one? but that’s impossible there’s no way he knows i’m a little..’ but as she looked back up at him, he smiled down at her gently like indicating that he did know.

“I was try to make pasta..” she mumbled looking back down at her feet, “bu da pot waz shini so mi touched it n den i burn fingr..” she sniffled looking down st her swollen finger, “n den da watr boil ovr..” a few tears trickledown her face as she confessed what had happened this morning to somebody she had just met.

translation: “I was trying to make pasta, but the pot looked very shiny so I touched it, and managed to burn my finger.. and then the water in the pot started to boil over.”

He just shook his head sighing slightly, grabbing her hand gently and pulling her to the living-room, making her sit down on a plush pillow. “You stay here and stay out of trouble.” He looked her sternly, “I’ll clean up and then we can cuddle and watch a movie with cookies.” Her eyes lit up when he said the word ‘cookies’ and he chuckled. “Would you like that darling?”

She nodded her head over and over and he leaned over to clean up her mess, then carried her to her room, cuddling with her on her bed and eating cookies.

Soon it was near midnight and she was getting tired, so he held her into his chest, whimpering sweet nothings into her ears until she fell into the best sleep she’d had in awhile.

Not before hearing him call her a ‘good girl’ tho.

#obi wan x reader #cglg #sfw cglre #sfw smolspace #sfw little stuff #sfw little community #sfw regression #sfw littlespace #star wars #x reader #cuddles #comfort #safeplush #stuffed animals

[kyovtani]

𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 | 𝒌𝒖𝒓𝒐𝒐 𝒕𝒆𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒐𝒖

✗ pairing: kuroo tetsurou x female reader

✗ genre: smut, like just smut, lit nothing but smut; absolute filth but still classy so it's fílth anyway; established relationship!AU

✗ word count: 4.1k+

✗ warnings: swearing, heavy dumbification and degradation, mean/hard (to soft) dom!kuroo, DD/LG (d*ddy dom / little girl), mentions of jealousy and slight possessive behavior, orgasm denial, p*ssy slapping, some spanking, praising, ch*king, impregnation, some c*m play, car s*x, (a little bit of) cute aftercare

– A/N: Happiest Birthday to my fave scorpio boy in HQ!! This is an old fic of mine which I wrote about a year ago and as I thought about it, Kuroo does fit the concept really well and since I’m a little busy writing smth new, I thought why not reuse this big boy! I hope you guys enjoy this one and please feel free to leave feedback of any kind if you did!!

x all the love, zade.

✗ summary: your boyfriend is sweet, caring and oh so soft, so you decide it’s time to make him lose his composure...

It takes a lot to make Kuroo switch from his soft, caring demeanor to his hard dom persona because after everything, he remains a patient man.

He puts your pleasure above anything else; your body a temple for him to worship and take care of with every part of his being.

However, sometimes, no matter how much you love your sweet, loving boyfriend, you find yourself growing a little bored of his constant softness; your desires going further than just being choked and called kitten.

You want Kuroo to absolutely destroy you, to put it as simple as possible. The guttural desire to have him use you for his own pleasure, claim you in the most intimate ways possible and every now and then your body craves this certain type of pleasure; the one which lays pretty close to pure pain.

Led by your body’s deep desire, you find yourself seeking methods which might not be the morally right ones but at this point you struggle to care the slightest bit about morality.

You set Kuroo losing his composure as your goal, trying your very best without even overthinking the possible consequences and if that means that you have to let a random man flirt the living hell out of you right in front of your boyfriend (who happens to have slight possessive tendencies) during your weekly grocery shopping, then so be it.

Desperate times call for desperate measures.

Kuroo watches the blood boiling scene in front of him with his brows furrowed in pure anger; annoyance flooding his usually so soft and calm features and the more time passes, the angrier he gets.

However, Kuroo’s not a dom for nothing.

He keeps his cool, even lets you take the guy's number as he causally ignores the way that stupid fucker lookes at your ass like a fucking pervert, before the two of you eventually finish the shopping without Kuroo commenting on any of it.

At this point you’re just frustrated. Anger and irritation rush through your body at such a fast pace, you feel your head spinning the closer you get to the car and if it wasn’t for the fact that you’re currently in a public parking lot, you would have thrown a fit already.

Tired of Kuroo’s oblivion, you finally get yourself to gather every bit of composure you have left and turn around to just tell him about what the fuck you want when he suddenly pushes you against the car door, pressing his strong body into your back.

"What the fuck was that little scene supposed to be, hm, doll?", he hisses into your ear, his hot breath fanning your neck and just as usual you love the way his deep and almost unrecognizably raspy voice sends jolts of arousal through your whole body right into your core.

In an instant, you feel your cunt clenching in despair, drenching the fabric of your panties just like that and even though you’re very much aware of your surroundings, you can’t bring yourself to actually give a fuck.

"Good fuck dolls answer when they are being talked to", Kuroo grunts and pulls the lobe of your ear between his teeth, easily eliciting a sweet moan from you before he suddenly wraps his strong fingers around your throat. The cold metal of his rings builds the perfect contrast to the hotness of your skin and with another soft whine, you press your thighs together.

And then, as you gently throw your head back against his shoulder, Kuroo’s hand finds its way around your breast, quickly and incredibly harshly pinching your sensitive nipple between his fingertips to remind you of his – still unanswered – question.

"T-Tetsu, I just-", he doesn’t give you the opportunity to finish your sentence, casually tightening his grip around your throat and cutting off your air supply in one go.

"How the fuck dare you call me by my name right fucking now, you cockhrungy little slut?”, Kuroo’s voice is cold and distant; the anger and disappointment evident in every single one of his words and you can’t believe just how much your pussy starts spasming in response.

“You better address me correctly or last night was the last time you got to cum, did you fucking hear me?", he’s quick to add, the lack of oxygen in your body sending you even deeper into the beautiful haze of pleasure. You barely notice the way you start gasping gasping for air, your lids fluttering shut as you press your thighs even tighter together to get some kind of relief from the heavy pressure on your throbbing cunt.

"Y-Yes, Daddy", you whimper and push your forehead against the cold surface of the door, your body slowly but surely growing overwhelmed by the arousal heating you up.

And in the middle of it all, you’re still incredibly grateful for the lack of company due to the late time of the day because even though you enjoy this with every single pore in your body, you don’t want anyone else to see you like this.

Kuroo lets go of your throat, his hand wandering in between your legs and underneath the waistband of your shorts, just to suddenly cup your cunt. The feeling of his fingers pressing against the drenched fabric of your panties, his rough digits rubbing your needy  clit makes you let out a loud, throaty moan.

"Fucking whore", Kuroo curses, his lips so close to your ear, you feel yourself literally melting into a puddle of despair underneath his tall figure, "I can't believe you let that bastard flirt with you right in front of my eyes", he continues and sucks the skin of your neck into his mouth, sucking harshly before he harshly pulls it in between his teeth.

You whine again, constant mewls of frustration leaving your lips as you try your best to move your hips against his big hand, yet fail miserably.

"I should have fucked you right then and there just to show him who this slutty cunt belongs to", Tetsu groans, rubbing his hard erection against your ass but refusing to to move his fingers on your clit. His words and the pressure on your sensitive bundle of nerves has you moaning and without even trying to calm yourself down, you reach back to take a hold of Kuroo’s thick hair.

"You would have liked that, am I right, kitty cat? No, wait – you would have loved it. You're literally getting wetter and wetter just at the thought being fucked like a stupid whore", Kuroo scoffs, a hint of disbelief wavering in his voice and without missing a beat, you let out a sound of approval in response.

"I'm not even surprised", he hisses and suddenly, pulling his hand out of your shorts, "at the end of the day, you're nothing but a pathetic whore who thinks with her stupid cunt and nothing but her stupid cunt", and then he lets go of you.

His sudden absence leaves you tumbling against the door with a soft whimper and it's then that you notice the way your whole body is shivering from the overwhelming amount of arousal rushing through your system.

"D-Daddy, please", you whisper helplessly, using every single bit of your energy left to turn around and face him, "I need you", you add and can’t help the soft sob falling past your lips; two tears finding their way down your cheeks as you look into the beautiful face of your lover.

The strictness and distance in his features makes you gulp harshly, his usually so soft and calming eyes filled with nothing but hunger and anger and you let yourself devour this rare sight.

"Oh, look at that", Kuroo pushes his bottom lip into a fake pout with amusement sparkling in the pretty brown around his iris, "my little, cockcrazy whore thinks she has the right to even think about my cock after pulling a show like that”, he lets out a loud, empty chuckle, “how cute and oh, so pathetic, kitty.”

Kuroo takes your chin in between his fingers before he straightens his face and pushes his tongue against the inside of his cheek.

"Backseat", is all he grunts, "I guess I’ve been a bit too good to you. I haven't fucked some manners into you in some time, have I, pretty kitty?”, you look at him with big, teary eyes and your lips parted before you bring yourself to nod in response to his question.

“Is that why you keep acting up like some needy, filthy little whore? Do you want Daddy to treat you like this, hm? Because you know how much I hate disobedient kittens who flirt with other men, yet choose to do it anyway. Right in front of me, too."

His words stir something deep inside of you, your pussy clenching even harder around nothing as a strong jolt of arousal finds its way right into the pit of your stomach.

You have never been more turned on by anyone or anything and at this point you’ve completely forgotten your surroundings; Kuroo and his huge cock the only thing on your mind as you pull open the door to the backseat of his car.

Kuroo watches you carefully, his eyes roaming the sight of your shaky thighs and the damp spot on the grey material of your shorts before he gets himself to tear his gaze away from you, lifting his head and checking the mostly empty parking lot to make sure nobody is watching the two of you.

He doesn’t like doing it in public; the thought of being caught or watched is definitely alluring and tempting but usually followed by the image of it actually happening and a jolt of slight disgust washing over him.

However this time Kuroo is absolutely ready to make an exception because after remaining patient with you for so long, he knows he won’t be able to keep it up for the entire drive back home.

After making sure nobody is around – his habit of parking all the way at the very end of the parking lot no matter what coming as an advantage – Kuroo also makes his way into the backseat, his gaze instantly finding your glossy eyes before he takes in the oddly satisfying sight of your tear stained cheeks and pouty lips.

You look so vulnerable, so helpless, so pathetic – the thought of completely destroying you in every way possible quickly clouding his mind and the longer he looks at you, the more he just wants to fuck you into oblivion.

But again, Kuroo isn’t a dom for nothing.

With hooded eyes, he silently motions you to turn around, the urge to press your face into the seat taking over every bit of his brain.

You don’t hesitate and obediently move onto your stomach, pulling yourself up onto your knees as your eyes nervously roam the inside of his car.

Your heart is hammering against your rib cage at an unhealthy pace, adrenaline and arousal thrumming inside your ears and clouding your mind in the best way possible.

Oh how you love the effect he has on you.

"Take off your shorts and then finger yourself", Kuroo hisses, casually pushing his sweats as well as boxers briefs down his muscular thigh, exposing his thick, rockhard cock to the cold  yet tensed air in the car and letting out a soft hiss, "I want you to stretch that little cunt of yours", he adds and without even trying to hide it, you turn your head to watch the way Kuroo spits into his palm and then wraps his fingers around his cock.

You let out a loud, desperate moan at the sight of his huge length; the tip red and angry, already leaking so much precum, you feel your mouth watering at the memory of his taste coating your tongue. You gulp harshly the longer you watch him stroke his length like that, your pussy clenching in despair at the mere thought of how good he fills you up.

You hear the loud sound of skin meating skin before a harsh pain starting from your inner thigh rushes through you; a choked out whimper leaving your lips before you can literally feel your ears perking up at the sound of Kuroo’s voice.

"If I have to repeat myself one more fucking time, I swear to God, I won't let you cum for a whole month, kitty", Tetsurou growls, an almost inaudbile moan following his threat and after mumbling a soft apology, you're quick to get rid of your shorts and underwear just as you were told.

You bend your body down and spread your legs, only to feel waves of embarrassment and shame in combination with heavy, hot arousal overwhelming you.

Kuroo has the perfect view on your spasming cunt and you know he is basically devouring you with his eyes, your head spinning at the thought.

"Oh, kitty", he sighs and picks up the pace of his hand, focusing on his tip every now and then to slightly edge himself because even though he usually manages to hide it really well, this whole situation has him a lot more worked up than he had expected.

And now that he actually got to see how much his change in demeanor and choice of words have gotten to you, he is more than just  struggling to keep his cool composure.

Kuroo can’t help but think of the way your slick arousal tastes and feels on his tongue, your sweet moans filling his ears as you part those pretty lips of yours in pleasure.

Kuroo watches the way you slide two of your fingers through your glistening folds, collecting your own juice before aiming for your sensitive, hardened little clit and as soon as you press the tips of your digits against the bundle of nerves, both of you let out a loud moan.

"Don't forget about that tight hole of yours, baby", Tetsurou grunts, throwing his head back as he curses himself for slipping out of his persona even if it wasn't for longer than a second.

You whimper at the sound of your favorite pet name falling past those pretty, swollen lips and choke on that exact whimper when you insert both of your fingers into the warm walls of your cunt.

"That's right, just like that, you little slut", Kuroo’s quick to comment, his other hand pushing the material of your (his) oversized shirt up to reveal the soft flesh of your ass before spanking you softly and then digging his fingers into your skin, "even though your fingers are nothing compared to my cock, we don't want you to to get hurt, right?", and again, he finds himself quickly regretting his choice of words and lack of authority.

But he can't help it. You’re his perfect, sweet faced little angel girl after all; there’s no way he can completely abandon his soft, caring side no matter how bratty you become. Not even thinking about giving you a chance to respond, he reaches out and plants another harsh spank on your slightly sore ass.

You muffle a loud whimper, burying your face in your arm as you try to keep your noises down in hopes of getting to hear the sinful moans of your Daddy; however, Kuroo is quick to notice your little plan.

"You're really trying it tonight, huh, you fucking cumslut? You better start moaning or I'm about to get really, really mad and believe me, you do not want that", Kuroo scolds you, his hand leaving your ass and wrapping around the one buried between your legs before he starts helping you thrust your fingers into your wet pussy.

Kuroo watches the way you clench around your digits with his lips parted in pleasure and arousal tingling at the bottom of his spine and if it wasn't for the punishment he has in mind, he would have fucked your pretty pussy.

Your loud moans, high pitched whimpers and desperate whines start filling the small space of his expensive car, making it even harder for him to stay collected and as he slowly observes the way your thighs slowly start shaking, he pulls your hand away from your drenched cunt with a deep grunt.

"Let's go over the rules really quick, kitty", Kuroo sighs and pulls you to stand on your knees, making sure you don't hit your head  before he pushes you against the back of the passenger seat.

Your head is spinning at an inhumane space and you don’t even know if you can form proper sentences especially at the feeling of Kuroo’'s hot tip prodging at your entrance. However the slap against your sensitive pussy manages to pull you back to reality rather in an instant.

"Green means good, o-orange stands for okay, slightly uncomfortable and r-red is the signal for you to stop, Daddy", you whisper, burying your face in back of the passenger seat’s head part as Kuroo slowly starts pulling you down onto his lap, making you sick onto his big cock painfully slowly.

"Keep it going, you're not done yet, kitty. Come the fuck on, stop disappointing me like this", he groans and throws his head back, the sudden urge to feel your lips on his and your tongue in his mouth making his mind go absolutely empty.

His words ring in your head, your mind foggy and sight slightly blurry as he finally bottoms out and knocks the breath out of your lungs just like that.

You try to stay focused, knowing and very well aware of his order but the feeling of his pulsing cock inside of your tight pussy, tip right against the entrance of your womb has you going mad crazy.

"One tap, if I can't breathe, a pinch if it hurts and two if I want you to stop", you finally manage to mumble and  the moan that leaves your lips when Kuroo slowly starts pulling out of you at those words – is almost animalistic.

"I'd love to praise you but you did make me wait and you actually have the pleasure to feel my cock even after all that shit, so", Kuroo’s voice is slightly strained, your tight walls gripping his huge cock like a vice and no matter how many times he got to experience this feeling, he knows he’s never going to get used to it.

You start moaning shamelessly, not even able to close your mouth as Kuroo rams himself back into you and then finally picks up a steady rhythm. Your fingers dig into the fabric of the seat, face buried in the headrest as you let him use you like a doll.

You love the way Kuroo’s grunts grow louder, his thrusts more impatient and the grip in your hips painfully tight; you love the fact that he is enjoying this as much as you were.

But then, out of nowhere, you realize how quiet he has been ever since he has started fucking you.

Dirty talk is something Kuroo has alway been really into, the lewd words falling past his lips so easily and managing to rile you up every time, that you haven’t even noticed how much you miss it.

"D-Daddy", you moan and gulp harshly, your hand reaching behind you to wrap your fingers around his, "t-talk to me, please", you ask softly and spare a quick glance at your lover; his astonishing beauty sending jolts of warmth through your chest.

Kuroo tsks, a loud scoff leaving his lips before he rolls his eyes and keeps thrusting into you. He is absolutely obsessed with the way your cunt spasmed around his cock, the sight of his huge length disappearing inside of your tight hole edging him more and more.

"P-Please, Daddy", tears flood your eyes rather quickly, the pleasure making you incredibly emotional and the tight feeling in your chest looking for relief as you softly sob into your arm, "I need you to talk to me, please; I'm sorry for acting like a whore", you cry and throw your head back, a choked out sob-moan leaving your throat and even though Kuroo does enjoy the way you are literally falling apart on his cock, he hates seeing you cry like that.

"P-Please call me your pretty girl and t-tell me how much you – fuck – love my cunt, please", you beg shameslessly, the tears streaming down your cheeks and leaving hot trails behind and despite the guilt inside your chest, you slowly start coming closer to your relief; the taste of your upcoming high coating your tongue in the sweetest way possible.

"Ssh, baby", Kuroo finally lets go of his hard mask, his chest tightening with every one of your soft cries and even though he knew he'd break at some point, he still had hoped to keep it up a little longer than usual, "it's okay pretty girl, I got you. I'm here, kitten", he whispers and as his soft voice fills your ears, a loud sob leaves you, followed by a tiny moan when his fingers start drawing circles into your neglected clit.

"Come on, angel, I want you to cum", he places a soft kiss on the back of your hand before he starts thrusting into you even harder, "show me who this sweet cunt belongs to", your lover's oddly assuring words are the last straw and without another second passing by, you let go and feel the coil in your core snap; shoving you head first into your high.

Several waves of pleasure hit you, your orgasm literally ruining you to a point where you struggle to take proper breaths.

Kuroo helps you ride out your high by slowing down the movements of his hands and hips, his breath getting stuck in his throat as he tries to handle your constant clenching.

"Cum inside of me, Daddy", you whisper, exhaustion dripping from every single one of your words yet you still let out soft little whimpers to encourage your pretty faced boyfriend, "want you to fuck your baby into my belly", you add quickly and the way literal innocence is coating your voice is what throws Kuroo over the edge.

Your cunt continues to spasm around him, making sure he cums as hard as you did and then, after his whole body halts its movements, he cums inside of you; painting your warm walls in several shades of white.

Kuroo quickly pulls out of you, the loss of contact and sudden feeling of emptiness has you whimpering slowly but you instantly go silent when he pulls you into his arms, pushing your face into the sweaty crook of his neck before he slowly starts caressing your naked thighs and massages your scalp.

A couple of minutes pass by, the exhaustion overcoming the two of you and when Kuroo notices the way your lips grow heavier by the minute, he presses his lips against yours and pulls you into a passionate kiss. A lazy clash of teeth, your tongue slowly entering his mouth and of course he is quick to swallow your spit, making you whimper into his mouth.

"Please don't ever do that again, my love", he whispers against your parted lips, his thumb grazing your cheeks and then your neck, "if you want me to be hard on you, there's no need to flirt with other guys, you just have to tell me, okay? You know I will do anything to make you happy", he mumbles and you quickly reply with a soft hum of approval.

"I love you, Daddy", you sigh, burying your face in his chest as your lips stretch into a big smile when you hear him mumble, "I love you, too, pretty girl."

#haikyuu!! #haikyuu #haikyuu smut #hq!! smut #haikyuu!! smut #haikyuu x female reader #haikyuu x reader #kuroo smut #kuroo x reader #kuroo tetsurou smut #haikyuu scenarios #kyovtani

[jasontoddssuper]

Touya's love languages:Chapter 1:Quality Time(Dabi x fem!blasian!Momo's older sister!Reader)

No dd/lg,in/cest or general dark content blog interaction thanks!

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Pain.That was what Touya felt.

Well,no shit-he'd accidentally lit most of his skin on fire.All because of his stupid father.He hated him,he hated him,he hated him-

He couldn't keep the tears from coming but he wasn't a crybaby.Who wouldn't be crying?

But all that aside,he needed to get to a hospital.He tried asking for directions to one but whenever he approached someone,they ran off,terrified.He could see his raw meat.Eventually,he found himself on the outside of the backyard of a mansion and spotted two girls playing.

One looked about his age,with brown skin and mostly black hair in short poofy pigtails-he wasn't sure what they were called-with two blue strands fraiming her face.Her brown eyes were wide with happiness as she played with the girl who was obviously important to her.Said girl was obviously much younger,five if he had to guess,and had a similar skin tone,black eyes and black hair in a short ponytail,it being the same texture as the first girl's.

The older one spotted him,her eyes widening,and he cringed,expecting screams of terror,but instead she whipped her head towards the mansion and yelled out,"Mom!Mamá!This boy needs help!"

He blinked in surprise and would have smiled in relief if it didn't hurt to make expressions.Finally.

The little girl looked at him curiously as two women rushed out.One was blue haired and tall,the other was an older version of the little girl with the older one's eyes.They looked stunned when they saw him.

"What happened to you,kid?"Blue Lady asked as her,judging by their matching rings,wife called someone on her phone.

"It was...an accident."Not a lie but not the whole truth.

Turns out that the black haired lady(Sheena,as she'd introduced herself)had been calling for an ambulence and they rode with him to the hospital.The girl his age broke the silence on the way.

"I'm Yaoyorozu Y/n.Who're you?"

He turned his head to look at her and saw she was forcing herself to smile,worry clear on her face.She was trying to make him feel better,he realized,and felt flustered.Nobody his age had ever been that nice to him-or nice at all.

"I'm Touya.Just Touya."He didn't want to be associated with his father.Not now,not ever.

Her smile became more genuine and shit,she was pretty!

"It's nice to meet you!These are my moms,Sheena-"She pointed at her,"and Minako-"She pointed at Blue Lady,"-And this is my little sister,Momo!"

"Hi."Momo said shyly and raised a hand in greeting and he would have done the same if he didn't think it would get him in trouble with the...whatever the person who drives an ambulence is called.

"Hi!"

"Do you want to be friends with us?"Y/n asked,"Us being me and Momo."She added.

He wanted to say yes! but what if his father found out about them?Y/n was being so nice to him,something he wasn't used to with people who weren't Fuyumi,Mom or Natsuo.He couldn't risk it.He knew the way his father treated Shouto,who was the same age as Momo,and he knew he wouldn't hesitate to do it to someone else.Before he could be an asshole on purpose to drive them away,they arrived.

He didn't see Y/n again until the next day when he woke up and she was sitting on a chair next to his hospital bed."What are you doing here?!"He sounded more surprised than angry,which was very annoying.

She smiled at him and he felt himself melting like ice cream on a hot summer's day."I'm here to see you!I wanted to make sure you were okay!"

"...Why?"It was an actual question.

"Because i wanna be your friend!"Shit,shit,fuck.

"Well,we can't be friends.I'm sorry."He was surprised at that last part.Since when did he apologize out of anything other than fear?

She deflated and he felt a familiar guilt."Why not?"

"Because...I don't like you."

She raised her eyebrows,"You don't even know me."

He didn't have rebuttal to that so he just sat there like a dumbass.She sighed at him,placing a hand on her cheek.Suddenly,her face light up like a star.

"How about we make a deal?"

He furrowed his eyebrows,"What kind of deal?"

"The doctors say you can leave a week from today.If in those seven days i can get you to want to be my friend,we'll be best friends forever!Deal?"

This girl was weird.He loved it.

"Okay."He smiled and it finally didn't hurt,"Let's see what you've got,Yaoyorozu."

The next week with Y/n was the best one of Touya's life so far.She came to visit him everyday and he couldn't help but hope that maybe she wasn't just doing this to win the deal and that she actually wanted him to be happy.

He found out she was an artist and she even showed him her newest sketchbook,telling him the stories behind every finished drawing.One was of Momo saying 'Mom' for the first time and she told him how Sheena and Minako had mock argued about which one of them she was referring to.That one was his favorite.She loved video games too and he'd grudgingly admitted to loving liking time management and dress up games and hogging the computer to play them.To his gratefulness,she'd grinned and asked him which were his favorites,explaining that she wanted to know if they'd played any of the same ones.She brought him food she made for him and it was more delicious than anything any proffesional chef had given him.She never pried him to tell her about his home life.He actually liked her.

When the end of the week came,she stood at his bedside,hand on her hip."Well?"She asked smugly and he didn't not like it,"What's the verdict,bestie?"

"I'll admit...I really loved this week with you.More than i thought i would too.You win the deal.We're best friends forever."The words felt good to say and the joyful look on her face felt even better.

"ALRIGHT!"She cheered and held out her pinky.He looked at her oddly."It's an american thing-my mom is from there.You wrap your pinky around mine and promise something."

'Americans are weird'He thought but complied."I promise to be your best friend forever."

Touya had made empty promises in the past but he intended to keep this one.

#dabi x reader #dabi x black!reader #momo yaoyorozu x big sister!reader #touya's love languages #📘 #frankie talks

[tsukishumai]

The project went really well, thank you!! Big success, and now more work but less strict than before. :)

Pfffttt you'll make my head big, I am merely observing something that is already cool. But seriously, I really enjoyed the chapter, and Bokuto being Kuroo's foil was literally like an epiphany at the end of the chap. there I was sitting on my couch and BAM Kuroo's "I know. It's okay." hit me in the face. I was like damn.

Damn.

DAMN. Like...this cemented the success of Kuroo in every way (Not that he didn't have it before but like EVERYTHING is out in the open now) and it's only made more poignant by the crippling shame Bokuto is going through.

You framed two distinct types of pain SO. WELL.

Kuroo's pain of being accused at a party and those mixed emotions. He's worried about Y/N and all she's going through but also he's probably worried about BOKUTO as well. Kuroo's problems are way more complex but he's obviously mature enough to handle them.

But I know he's worried about Bokuto a little because sometimes your best friend makes a huge mistake that you KNOW is not who they are. Like he's mad and hurt but also just worried because like Bokuto, dude, are you okay?

That pain is complex but manageable if you are mature enough and Kuroo is so so selfless (but NOT in a self-sacrificing way which is key). It's like I saw him as a literal knight in shining armor, noble, and just and AHHH 😭😭😭😭 Then my beloved Bokuto, my sweet stupid stupid stupid boy. He feels like that one quote from "My Best Friend's Wedding" -

"I'm pond scum. Well, lower actually. I'm like the fungus that feeds on pond scum. Lower. The pus that infects the mucus that cruds up the fungus that feeds on the pond scum."

And then to have Kuroo forgive him?

My most humbling experiences have been when people have given me kindness that I did not deserve. That pain is severe but you learn, my God do you learn.

I hope he finds some kind of redemption but I also know it'd be completely understandable if he didn't. I can not wait to see where you go with this.

Maya, if you are reeling from writing the pure EMOTION in this story just know I am down in those trenches with you. Just know I always look forward to your writing. I did not mean for this to be this long I am so sorry 😂 but I'll leave you with this.

MINI!!!! Oh my fucking god your asks always leave me FLOORED LITERALLY FLABBERGASTED MY JAW IS SCRAPING DOWN ON THE GROUND!!!!!!

honestly thank you, i can’t even begin to describe my gratitude, because reading all your thoughts and comments about LG fills me up with so much joy, my heart is overflowing with your kindness thank youuuu. I read everything you sent me over and over and over again and I can’t believe someone can understand my story as well as you do

And god, yes. There’s so many layers to Kuroo’s and Bokuto’s pain. Just a tangled web of love and guilt, neither able to discern right from wrong, constantly questioning the morality of their emotions.

Bokuto is repentance

Kuroo is forgiveness

Both opposite forces that always seem to come hand in hand

Love Galore

#miniatureinternetcollector #mini! #lovely moots #love galore

[omegatheunknown]

AEW Double or Nothing 2021

In which the spirit of WCW is alive in confusing and delightful ways and we are left to parse whether overbooking and extracurriculars are offset by having actually very good wrestling happening at the same time.

- Lessons learned from Revolution on the production side? Maybe just cool it on pyro, though the rappelling adventure in the Stadium Stampede showed some of that now-characteristic 'trust us it'll look better on TV' flair. Hot crowd tends to paper over most woes, and the crowd was pretty hot. My one gripe is that the casino theme is hanging around like yesterday's takeout containers. Nothing wrong with clinging to a theme, I just think it's time for season 2. My suggestion? Under the Sea.

*Pre-Card Serena Deeb (C) v Riho for the NWA Women's Championship (***1/2) - Serena Deeb's star has finally risen. She's a remarkably consistent technician and she can get a match out of anyone at this point. She's working at the level of Mercedes Martinez or Madison Eagles at this point, it's amazing that she was overlooked or considered fit only to be a coach for so long. With the NWA belt she has this new swagger, she's basically everything Tessa Blanchard might bring to the table with none of the downsides (Serena has a lot of friends and seems like a lovely person, even!) - Riho's back and here to stay. Her time in Stardom didn't do much for my evaluation of her, which is that there are many better wrestlers that would be better representatives of the joshi style and she's merely pretty good. - The match was very good. Serena showcased a champion's aggression against a sympathetic Riho, they really work well against each other, Deeb's technical prowess against Riho's flexibility led to a very dynamic finish.

*Main Card Hangman Adam Page v Brian Cage (***1/2) - Here the shenanigans start. Brian Cage is on Team Taz, Team Taz has nothing else much to do tonight, so why wouldn't Team Taz flex their muscles, bait us with HOOK, etc? (Because it would be nice to have some variety in the card in terms of a match where one competitor stands across from another competitor?) - Hangman is (checking notes) yeah, still over as fuck, as befits the Anxious Millennial Cowboy. Cage terrifies me, he's a child's drawing of a body builder. He do be very agile for a man of his immense musculature tho. They match up well, Page is biggish for a flyer, Cage loves to play catch. Nothing much to write home about, other than Hangman's beautiful moonsault to the floor and what was overall a very good curtain jerker. - Okay fine, I am curious about Cage's reluctance to lean on the goons, Starks can't come back soon enough.

The Young Bucks v Jon Moxley & Eddie Kingston (***) - I will not be referring to Mox & Eddie as (The) Wild Things because it gives me 'he calls it the wacky line' flashbacks for some reason. - The Bucks have to cheat and abuse Rick Knox's attention span constantly to be on even footing with Mox & Eddie, which is a clever sort of thing that gets washed out by the appearance of LG and Karl Anderson, which again, is cool in a vacuum but was the story of the evening. - Pace was weird - repetitive in eliminating Eddie, then Mox fights back, failed hope spot, Bucks team up, Eddie saves x2/3 in a row. - Mox, unlike Cody (in so many ways,) will probably actually be taking some time off with Renee, which is the kind of thing I would prefer not to know in terms of booking, but they really uh, put him down on the canvas here, and it felt pretty finale-esque.

Casino Battle Royale (n/r, but on the balance pro) - Any changes to the theme of the PPV would likely include changing up the nonsense suit format of these largely joyless slogs. - Obviously anticipating a NJPW talent, or... I dunno, actually -- Lio Rush was a surprise. Got in a quick demonstration of his otherworldly quickness, and you know what, there's probably a fun place for him in AEW. He'll need some friends, of course, feel like Team Taz might fit his temperament. I wonder if he was aware of the Mark Henry news... - Christian does not need to win this kind of match to get a title shot, obviously, but that said it was super lovely to use him to give Jungle Boy the shine. Jungle Boy would be a license to print money if he was even as big as Hangman. - Could register some continued griping about how Penta is not getting his due in AEW but he also literally was dressed as the Joker so I'm low on sympathy on this one particular night.

Anthony Ogogo v Cody Rhodes (*) - I did not like this. It's hard for me to read jingoism as a face move to begin with, and Cody's was egregiously tone deaf and kinda silly yet delivered without a trace of irony because Cody doesn't do irony on purpose, ridiculous neck tattoo aside. - Great argument to be made that Ogogo just isn't experienced enough to be winning matches against Cody. But like, what are we doing here? Cody needs to take some time off, maybe. I thought that's what was happening when he had his mini feud with Penta that really just ended in quick decisive Cody win. I though maybe Cody was being turned when QT and The Factory snapped-- sure, they're a group of impotent player 2s, but Cody is an out of touch elitist with a callous and manipulative streak. Alas, also no. America #1. - Cody is approximately 8 times as tough as Billy Gunn based on his weathering of the one punch man. Match ran a bit long given how little there was to go on. Cody gigged? Quelle surprise. - Cody had the best match on the card like, 3 out of the first 4 AEW events or something, and that was all booking and storytelling. I do hope Cody follows Moxley's lead into a little sabbatical.

Miro (C) v Lance Archer for the TNT Championship (**1/2) - Card's hossiest hoss match, a quick burst reminiscent of a car wreck. Absolutely hit on what it should've hit on but a little slow moving considering it went all of 10 minutes. - I will not complain about Jake the Snake, who I love. And also the gimmick spot, with Miro very astutely yeeting what was definitely a snake in a bag (surely.) back down the tunnel.

Dr Britt Baker, DMD v Hikaru Shida (C) for the AEW Women's Championship (***) - Picked up a lot of steam toward the end but seemed a little toothless (heh) until the last five. - Shida 'deserved' some more time as champion in front of crowds but also it's time to let heel Britt reach her peak, I can't even imagine how obnoxious she can be as the champ, it's going to be great.

Sting & Darby Allin v Ethan Page & Scorpio Sky (***1/2) - Such is the power of STING that I feel like I might be underrating this match... I mean it was an okay match about very simply getting some revenge and the sixty year old man did a very subdued Code Red and a slightly less subdued dive. He's also Sting. They missed an opportunity in calling it the 'Scorpio' Death Drop, but the main takeaway here is you see something like this where it's The Icon and you start to understand why WWE trots out their legends to come out of incredibly still kick ass without bending their knees. - The difference, I guess, is that Sting is absolutely being used to build up Darby Allin, whereas it's not like the fed brought back Goldberg and his attendant aura to pump up... anyone but Goldberg?

Kenny Omega (C) v PAC v Orange Cassidy for the AEW World Championship (****) - Off the top I have to say I'm very sad that the rest of the Galaxy's Greatest Friends were seen only very briefly, nice of them to bring OC's backpack. - Also have to point out that PAC's promo featured one of my favourite jokes, that Kenny must be short for Kenneth as a sort of legal/birth name belonging to a professional wrestler. (See also: Samoa Joseph) - And Mr Cassidy certainly did try in this match, ragdoll sells and all. Kenneth and PAC are absurd talents who bring aerial, power and technical maneuvers in equal measure and OC is not doing any of those on the same level, but he picked his spots, showed his genre savvy and hung in there to the point that he wasn't just the fall guy. - The extracurriculars continue in a match that was already a little overboard for silliness due to asymmetry... I think if you're the Invisible Hand it would've made sense to save up all your tricks for this match, but who am I to question the golden goose? - Sure, Kenny and Don ran the classic heel manager interference spot and taking out the ref in desperation spot but having to take out the ref because PAC wouldn't break the hold is fun, as is the stupid/inspired sense in running the 'smash opponent with the belt' spot four times so as none of your heavy gold prizes feel left out. (I love that AAA Mega Championship, they weren't on TV so we get to see it?) - "Fuck You, Don," indeed.

The Inner Circle v The Pinnacle in 'Stadium Stampede II' (***1/2) - This one had to grow on me for two reasons, first that it's usually pretty unforgivable to co-opt the main event spot from the championship match, and second to law of diminishing returns on dumb gimmick matches. - But grow it did. There's a full on meat locker? Commentary will refer to a cardboard cut-out of Shahid Khan as Tony Khan's father (that's canon now,) and Jericho will lovingly pat it? Konnan happened to be the DJ at whatever night club there is a Jaguar Stadium? Spears surrounds himself dramatically with chairs and his hoisted by his own petard? - Ultimately it comes down to letting Sammy shine. His involvement with the Inner Circle has sometimes come at the cost of being able to showcase that prior to AEW he was an ascendant talent in PWG, on his way to Ricochet level feats of acrobatic excess. Still feel like Sammy could've/should've been the one tossed off the cage a few weeks ago, but even better is being the guy getting the pin in the ring.

#aew #aew double or nothing #kenny omega #jon moxley #sting #chris jericho #mjf #Sammy Guevara #orange cassidy #PAC #hikaru shida #britt baker #jungle boy #christian cage #darby allin #ethan page #scorpio sky #hangman page #brian cage #miro #lance archer #jake the snake #cody rhodes #anthony ogogo #eddie kingston #the young bucks #serena deeb #riho #wrestling reviews #aew spoilers

[lavishedinjimin]

Little girl -> pjm (m)

↳ Pairing: jimin x reader ↳ genre: vampirejimin!au ↳ word count: 6.0k ↳ warnings: vampire!jimin, shapeshifters, dd/lg themes, dom!jimin, sub!reader, cunnilingus, spanking, dirty talk, overstimulation, unprotected sex — synopsis: After you’ve agreed to go to a campfire with your friend, she introduces you to a rather unique group of people. But then you meet Jimin, who had a way different first impression than everyone else. 

(Before you read! Info may not all be true, please enjoy reading anyway :D)

If agreeing to your friend’s request of going to a campfire in the middle of the woods at twelve midnight wasn’t the most horrifying thing someone can do, then you’re wrong.

It all started when your closest friend, Hyerin, technically forced you to join her to this ‘twelve-midnight campfire’ agenda with a couple other people that you hardly ever know.. Hyerin literally begged on her knees, pleading with those stupid puppy eyes that you couldn’t help but to say ‘yes’ to. “Hyerin, I’m just going to be awkward and say nothing. I’ll look so stupid and out of place.”

“Y/n, my friends are also your friends and—”

“Okay, that’s so not true.”

“Okay, whatever. Don’t worry, all of them are very nice and we’ll get along easily! There’s nothing to be afraid of,” she smiles and shows off her pearly whites, “You’ll love them.” 

Rolling your eyes playfully, you scoff at her, “They better not be shapeshifters like you.”

Hyerin smirks, “No comment.”

~

“What the fuck is this place,” You whisper, holding your coat jacket closer to your frail body as the cold winds were brushing your skin. Walking even deeper inside the dark, abysmal woods, the forest of tall but thin trees were the only things visible as far as the eye could see. The crinkly sounds of the dry leaves crushing underneath your shoes perceptible as you tried to find a red-orange light anywhere. “Are you sure this is the right way to go?”

“What a dumb question, Y/n. I’ve been here lots of times.” Hyerin chuckles as she intertwines her arm around yours to guide you. “You know? When I’m feeling the need to go for a little run in the woods.”

“Hyerin, you scare me sometimes,” you say in a soft voice, making her giggle. She pulls you closer to her body as she maneuvers you to the left – and you immediately saw the large fire amid a cleared-out area. Your eyes spotted a girl and four other boys, and your heart immediately pounds hard in your chest. With only the feeble light of the full moon above you, you couldn’t see their faces clearly. They appeared to be already in a deep conversation as they were sat on a huge tree trunk.

“There they are,” Hyerin says as she walked faster, dragging you along with her. You felt your heart jump when one of the boys looked directly at your eyes, and you feel your face burning. You couldn’t even see his face that clearly. The boy said something to the group and it made the rest of them look at the both of you, smiles painting on their faces.

“Hyerin!” the girl was the first one to stand up and greet the two of you. “This is Y/n, Y/n, she’s Solji.”

You greeted her politely, going in a little hug. “If you don’t mind me asking…are you a doe too?”

Solji laughs, tipping her head back as she places her hands on her stomach. You laughed along with her awkwardly, furrowing your eyebrows as the question of “Why was that funny?” crossed your mind. She places a hand on your left shoulder, “Yes, I am. Gosh, didn’t Hyerin tell you?”

You look at your best friend with a glare and looked back at Solji, shaking your head, “No. She just said ‘no comment’.”

Solji emits a chuckle and turns around to look at the group of people behind her. “Over here,” she starts, “we have three other shapeshifters. But don’t be afraid, one’s a normal human being just like you.”

Your eyes expand at her words, feeling bewildered. You immediately scanned the group of people and suddenly all of her words made sense. You felt Hyerin place her hand on your shoulder, “Y/n, they won’t hurt you,” she snickers, “They won’t hurt such a delicate and cute little human like you.” You slap her hand away from her words, “Shut it, Hyerin.” You have never met any other shapeshifters before besides Hyerin, and you didn’t know how others behaved.

“They’re not like that, Y/n. Promise you.” Hyerin says comfortingly and you finally calmed down a little. Solji motions you to come with her and all three of you walk closer to the crowd. “Guys, meet Y/n.”

Their heads instantly whip to your direction and you felt your cheeks blush from all of the eyes on you. “Hello,” one of the four boys stands up for a handshake, “I’m Hoseok, nice to meet you.” You notice how his eyes sparkled, his smile looked bright and authentic. You obviously weren’t good at analyzing who’s a shapeshifter or a human being, but Hoseok definitely looked pretty normal to you. You shake his hand back with a polite smile.

“Guys, don’t be rude and introduce yourselves to Y/n.” he turns around to the other boys and one of them – a tall and well-built man stands up from his seat on the log and walks over to you with a confident strut.

“Jungkook, nice to meet you.” He simply smiles, and his grip on your hand was firm and strong. “N-Nice to meet you too.” You mentally slapped yourself for stuttering, but you couldn’t help it. You heard him let out a heavy sigh that made you crease your brows at him. “Do you already know that…uh, that we are—”

“Shapeshifters?” You cut him off, and Jungkook only nods at you with a little smile.

“Yeah. I’m glad you knew. I’m a bear, by the way.”

A bear? A fucking bear? You were about to retort an answer but he was quicker to continue his words.

“That’s Seokjin over there—” he points to a very tall, bright and energized looking guy. Seokjin smiles at you kindly and nods once, “He’s an owl.”

You let out a little giggle “Looks like one,” you mutter.

Jungkook furrows his brows down at you, “Is that an insult? Anyway… This,” he directs to another man who was leaning forward on his seat, resting his elbows on his knees. He looked very laid back and relaxed, his jet black hair parted in the middle to show his eyebrows. “His name is Jimin. He’s a vampire.”

“A vampire?!”

Maybe you said that a little too loud, and Jimin’s head immediately whips at your direction. The moment his eyes locks on yours, you felt your body tingle at the weird and unfamiliar sensation it brought you. The sudden cold wind brushed your face and you involuntarily shivered. His look was so firm on yours, unwavering. He kept his eyes on yours and you can’t help but think if he’s the one controlling everything. But then again – you know nothing about vampires.

“Hyerin didn’t tell you?” Jungkook asks as he cocks his head to the side. Your eyes never looked away from Jimin’s, even though you wanted to. His eyes were dark, looking at you deeply with such intensity that you couldn’t escape. It made you nervous, thinking that he might be doing something to your body or to your mind that you didn’t know.

“S-She,” you took a deep breath, “She told me nothing.”

“Oh,” Jungkook shrugs, “Oh well. Now you know!” He shouts with a big smile on his face. He drags you to the circle and invites you to sit beside him. You politely smile at whoever eyes you meet, trying to find a comfortable spot on the rough wood. You were sat in between Jungkook and Hyerin while the others sat on their own logs. After the weird little occurrence between you and Jimin, you fought your hardest not to make eye contact with him any further.

“So, Y/n, what do you shift into?” Seokjin asks you genuinely, leaning his body forward. His big and round eyes looking at you innocently. You heard Hyerin chuckle beside you, shaking her head.

“I’m—”

“She’s mortal.”

Jimin’s deep and sultry voice spoke unexpectedly, and all heads turn towards him. He wasn’t looking at anyone, instead he was playing with his fingers, head hung low. You swallow the heavy ball that formed on your throat, heart beating faster once again. How does he know? Jimin’s aura was quite something; he was giving off some rather mystifying and peculiar vibes. But underneath all that, you felt intimidated. His dark irises were the most captivating and intense pairs you’ve ever laid your eyes upon.

“She is?” Seokjin says, “How do you know that?”

~

How do I know that?

Vampires can figure out anything about a person with just a smell of their blood. We know if a person has shapeshifting abilities or not. We can recognize how one feels, emotions, and comprehension in the easiest of ways. Y/n – in this case – radiates such a true and natural vitality. She smelled so good¸ and I haven’t sensed anyone this untainted and unadulterated in my whole life. Y/n, that girl, seemed so pure, and the blood in my veins boils because of it.

Shrugging my shoulders simply to Seokjin, I replied, “Just felt it.”

I couldn’t help but lock eyes with Y/n again – just the way how she always seemed so nervous, how her cute and big eyes grow wide made me insane. It was insane how a simple girl can make me feel that way, yet I don’t even know who she is.

I wish I could come closer to her, to smell her, to feel her – but I knew that it would be too much, right?

Noticing how Y/n forces a little smile, I felt my heart jump. She was so adorable. She was still trying to fight her tense little persona in front of her, and all I wanted to do is to comfort her, tell her that there’s nothing to be afraid of. But she’s too afraid of me. Too intimidated.

“I don’t have a clue how Hyerin persuaded you to join us. You look absolutely terrified right now.” Solji exclaimed to Y/n, which lead to Hoseok slapping her forearm with creased eyebrows.

“Well,” Y/n coughs to fix her voice, “It’s sort of hard to say no when she’s literally begging on her knees.”

“Not the first time she’s in that position,” Hoseok grins knowingly, which lead everyone to cackle in their seats. I turn to look at Y/n, and instantly notice the blush forming on her cheeks. My lips form into a smirk, eyeing how she sits so properly, hands playing with the fabric of her leggings while her head hung low. She looked so out of place, so dangerous for a sweet, little girl like her.

“Hoseok, shut up. Y/n doesn’t like hearing these sort of things…” Hyerin attempts to make her feel better but Y/n just feels bad. 

The girl shakes her head side to side, “No, no, it’s alright,” she exclaims, “I’m old enough.”

I chuckle at her words and suddenly find the courage to speak up. I nod my head to her direction, tilting my chin up, “Then how old are you, little girl?”

The petname made Y/n go red, and I could feel how she was getting shy. I wasn’t really intending to call her that, but the little nickname just slipped past my lips. It was involuntary, and she looked very youthful.

“M-My age?”

I snicker at the way she stutters. She was startled to speak, I can tell.

“I…just turned eighteen.”

All the blood inside me instantly shoots down to my core, feeling my cock twitch beneath the skinny jeans that I was wearing. “Fuck,” I mutter, pulling my head low so no one could notice. I was always attracted to those who had such a pure aspect, and she was still so young. Innocence was just an internal desire, and it makes me want more from her. It always turned me on how one can easily corrupt themselves and give away their innocence to someone else. How someone can completely lose their control and let their partner handle them in whichever way they want.

Somehow, young ones were more fun to play with. More fun to chase. Y/n exuded such a fragile aura that makes me want to hold her still in my hands, take care of her, let her know who’s in charge. Yet, there’s this feeling where I just want to bend her over a table and spank her cute ass until it’s all red with my handprint, wanting to punish her, to degrade her for being so naughty for a vampire like me. I’d imagine how tight she would be, already knowing that her past fucks weren’t as good as a girl like her deserves.

Damn, what is she doing to me?

~

Did I say something wrong?

You thought as soon as you saw Jimin lowering his head down. Still, you tried to shrug the thought aside and let yourself calm down. You still weren’t over the fact that he called you ‘little girl’, and you feel like you won’t. The petname somehow struck something inside you, and you couldn’t explain what it was.

The evening went out nicely, the other boys were pretty kind to you as they tried to keep a conversation going. They got to know you a little bit better, how you became friends with Hyerin, how you reacted, and all that without looking at Jimin. You would often notice observe how Jimin would run his hands through his thick hair, or how he’d lean forward on his elbows. They were such simple actions but he made it look so alluring to not notice.

“Hyerin…” you whispered, tugging on her sleeves. She turns to you with a raised brow.

“I badly need to pee.”

All of the muscles in her face tense from your words, and you see her clenching her jaw. Your foot tapped repeatedly on the ground, panicking.

You shouldn’t have drowned all those bottles of water earlier.

“Just go hide here in the woods.” She said a matter of factly, and as if it was just such a simple task. Her voice was a bit too loud as she intended it to be, and a few other heads turned to the both of you.

“She wants to go to the toilet?” Solji asks, and you felt your face blush in deep red. Mouth opening to reply, but Hyerin was faster. “Mhm. I told her she can just pee on plants, it’s a good thing.”

“She isn’t a doe like you, Hyerin.”

“She acts like one.”

“Is that a compliment?” You butted in, but Hyerin shushes you.

Solji fills her mouth with a handful of popcorn that someone has brought, munching as she speaks, “There’s a little cabin somewhere, it has a working toilet.”

“It’s too far from here, she’s gonna pee her pants.” Hoseok says who was apparently listening attentively to the conversation. You groan in annoyance as you stomped your feet on the soil, your bladder getting weaker and weaker every second.

“Do you want me to take her there?” The familiar deep and sultry voice speaks, and your head instantly flips to his direction with creased brows.

“Yes!” “No!”

You and Hyerin both say at the same time, and you both look at each other with a confused look.

“Y/n, he can take you to the cabin in a speed of light. You’re either gonna go with Jimin or you’ll have to pee your pants.”

Jimin smirks to himself as he sees you contemplating whether to go with him or not. But you feel like you were about to burst in any second, so you agree.

“Okay, okay, I’ll go with him.”

Solji and Hyerin sighs in relief and Jimin swiftly stands up. You gulp, walking to his direction.

Jimin makes a ‘come here’ motion with his index finger and you simply oblige. He places his right hand on your back and was about to crouch down, but you stop him. “A-Are you sure you can carry me?”

Jimin lets out a deep chuckle which resonated all throughout your body, sending electrifying shots. Instead of replying, he continues his interrupted scheme and lifts you up swiftly, bridal style. You blink rapidly when Jimin sends you a wink, biting his lip teasingly. You wanted to feel disgusted at his rude actions, but you were rather turned on. Some of the black strands of his hair fell down on his forehead, which gave him a very seductive and hot look. He holds you without any difficulty, your body feeling like a sack of feathers. You nervously wrapped your arms around his neck, not knowing if he was okay with it until he nods, reassuring you. You gulped the knot forming in your throat.

“H-How fast can you—”

Before you could even finish your sentence, the surroundings around you immediately turned blurry, feeling a cold gush of wind hitting your body with such force. It felt like all the blood in your body was gone as you shivered. You didn’t feel nor see anything, not until three seconds later and you were in front of a brown cabin.

Jimin settles you down but you stumble on your feet, losing your balance for a moment. He was quick to place his hands firmly on your waist, preventing you to fall. “Hey, hey, you alright?” he rasps, looking straight at your eyes. Something about his firm grip on your body made you feel so tiny around him. It was such a stern and domineering hold which ignited a fire in your stomach. You forced a smile, “Y-Yeah.”

Jimin smiles, eyes turning into little crescents as he motions you to go inside the cabin with one hand.

“Can you hold my coat?” You ask with a small voice which made him chuckle. Jimin thought you sounded so adorable, crossing his arms together as one hand played with his bottom lip.

“Of course.” He simply states and smiles, shrugging your coat off and handing it to him. He hung the clothing on his left arm as he watches you walk inside the shed. It didn’t have a door, and you immediately saw a lot of dusty tools, metal scraps and wooden planks all over the place. There was a large wooden table which had an empty flower pot placed randomly on one side which you furrow your brows to.

Nevertheless, you walk towards the other side where there was a separate room (that thankfully has a door) and you spot the toilet, quickly rushing to relieve yourself. Whether it was a clean toilet or not, you didn’t care – because you’d rather sit on a few bacteria rather than have a huge wet spot soaking your leggings.

“Thank god,” you sigh once you were finished, walking out of the little room to find Jimin fiddling with your coat. He was holding onto it so tightly, almost bringing the fabric up to his nose. He lets out an involuntary groan from the sweet and candy-like scent, his eyes almost closing shut.

You were not gonna lie, but the sight turned you on. The action looked so goddamn filthy and that it made your core tingle. Jimin can sense your presence, of course he did, and he looked up to meet your wide eyes with a smirk forming his luscious lips.

“Do even fucking know how good you smell?”

You would’ve understood that question just like any other normal human would be, and you took it as a simple compliment. You tilt your head to the side, “Well, thank you, Jimin.” The man in front of you chuckles, looking down at the dusty wooden floors as he shakes his head in disbelief.

Of course you wouldn’t get that.

“What are you doing to me, baby?” You faintly hear him say beneath his breath and before you knew it, he was pressing his whole body against your own, towering his height over you. You gasped at how fast it all happened at once, heart beating very fast when Jimin takes your chin with one hand to force it upwards. His eyes suddenly turned into a deep-black color, clouded with hunger and desire.

“Precious, cute little girl you are,” he growls, his tone a lot lower than before, “You dirve me fucking crazy.” Jimin lowers his head and nears it on the crook of your neck as he places a sweet and tender kiss on your soft skin. You shiver at his touch, and he smirks when he sees the goosebumps appearing on your skin. “You turn me on so much, Y/n. The things I want to do to your body…” he trails off and his hands lower to your waist, pulling your body even closer to his. He was now firmly pressed against you, and you were almost holding your breath.

You didn’t know what to feel, though. You were nervous because hell – he was still a vampire – and he could probably kill you at any time he wants. You were also turned on because of his words and his hot aura, the way he was presenting himself to you with such a dominating quality. His hot breath was fanning your face, and you could feel yourself getting wetter and wetter as each second pass.

“I-I…I didn’t do anything, though.” You mumble but you immediately felt electricity running through your veins when Jimin releases a degrading chuckle, making you blush. He runs a hand through your messy hair, but suddenly grips it tightly that causes you to gasp and your head is tilted back. Your core tingled at his rough action, your soaking underwear was making you uncomfortable.  

“You give off such an innocent and sweet vibe, baby. I get so horny whenever you’re near.” He grows the last sentence and you gulp, trying to look at him with big eyes. “I know how wet you are, baby. I know that you’re so turned on right now, you love how I talk dirty to you, huh?” he asks with a stern tone and you instantly nod.

“Words, my little girl.”

“Y-yes, I love it.”

Jimin tsk-ed and releases the hold he has on your hair. He places your coat on the table behind you and grabs your body to roughly push you against the cabin’s wall. You release a soft ‘oof’, and he takes your hands to trap it against the wood. He was being so rough with you – and you loved it.

His lips were teasingly brushing against yours as you felt him press his hips on you. You felt his hard member against your lower stomach, causing you to moan softly. Smirking, he was slowly grinding his hard-on against you as he analyzes your reactions. You bite your lip to prevent yourself from moaning, but Jimin releases your hands to grip your jaw. “Moan for me, baby. C’mon, don’t be shy,” he mocks, his sinister smirk growing larger.

Jimin grinds even harder and you finally let yourself loose, moaning and whining for him. You close your eyes shut as you let him control you. “Look at you, fuck,” he mumbles, “I’m not even doing much and here you are, whining for me.”

Without warning he rips himself off of you and pushes you to the table. He gave a firm push on your upper back, making you bend over the table. He suddenly lands a spank on your right ass cheek, causing you to whimper. “I fucking love it when you whimper,” he spanks you again, and you hold yourself up on your forearms as you close your eyes tightly. The cruel sound resonated throughout the small room, and it was making you drip. 

Jimin chuckles, “You like that?” He spanks you even harder than before, not having any mercy. “My little girl loves being spanked, huh? Who would’ve known that a girl like you could be so fucking twisted.”  

He pulls your leggings down and he releases a guttural moan when he sees how wet you are for him. You were soaking your panties, and he couldn’t help but to take a deep inhale of you. “Fucking shit,” he groans and spanks your already red butt once again, “practically dripping for Daddy.”

D-Daddy?

Your stomach did triple axels and thousands of backflips at that word. It was always a fantasy of you to call someone Daddy, and today may be the blessed day.

“Only for you, Daddy,” you purposely whimpered in the hottest way that you can, obviously teasing him.

He lands another hit to your cheek accompanied by a groan, “You love teasing Daddy, don’t you?” he chuckles. “I’m gonna eat that wet fucking cunt of yours, got it little girl?”

“O-Okay, Daddy.”

Jimin kneels down and he was now eye-level with your heat. He releases a deep sigh and palms his throbbing dick to relieve some pleasure. You smelled so sweet, and it was messing with his senses. He didn’t wasn’t any more time and pulls your panties down to reveal your glistening lips.

“Fuck,” he rumbles as he takes two fingers to separate your puckering labia, letting your juices drip further down your slick. The cold touch of his fingers made you quiver from excitement, and you involuntarily pushed your hips backward for more. Jimin snickers at your attempt and uses both hands to massage your behind. “Hmm,” he spanks you sharply, making you gasp, “you’re so wet, baby. Do you want my tongue on that cute little pussy?” he asks and slaps you again when you don’t answer fast enough.

“O-okay, okay. I want your tongue so bad, Daddy.”

“That’s what Daddy likes to hear, little girl.”

Jimin leans in to lick a bold stripe from your clit and up to your entrance, collecting your sweet juices in his mouth. His eyebrows were furrowed from how blissful you tasted, like candy-water on his tongue. Jimin feels his dick twitch in his pants – begging for attention.

“Sweet cunt, I can eat you all night.” He groans and leans in again, this time sucking on your clit while giving it little kitten licks. You felt so overwhelmed, you feel like your head was about to explode in pleasure. You tried to hold onto something on the table but failed miserably and you only scratched your nails on the old, dusty wood.

Jimin all of the sudden prods the tip of his tongue inside your hole, and you almost burst then and there. “A-ah, please…” you whisper in need, biting your lip harshly when he inches the muscle further and further until you were shaking. Jimin removes his tongue for two seconds before pushing it all back it as his hand flew up to toy with your clit. All of the sensations were too much for you to handle at once as his sinful tongue keeps punishing your entrance. He had no mercy, he like a man on a mission. His tongue swirled around your slick and sucked on your clit until he brought you near an orgasm.

“D-Daddy, I think I’m gonna cum…” you said brokenly, eyebrows creased and your mouth hangs open in pleasure.

“Yeah? Wanna cum on my mouth like the good little girl you are, hmm?” he mutters as his fingers furiously rubbed on your clit. “Gonna let Daddy get a taste of you?”

You nod immediately, “Yes, yes, please…” you mewled, and Jimin grins. “Cum.”

Your walls frantically clenched as your cum spilled out of you. Jimin wastes no time to catch your cum on his mouth, lavishing you on his tongue. He growls as he continues sucking and licking your sensitive heat. He finally stands up after cleaning you up with a smirk and flips you around. With great strength, he lifts your body up the table and you lay down on it. The way how Jimin handled you with such roughness made you blush. You liked it.

“You’re such a naughty, naughty little girl aren’t you, baby?” he mutters as he leans his head closer to you. His plump lips glistening in your wetness was making you clench around nothing. His words truly were affecting you, and he knows that you like it. “Do you want me to continue, hmm? Would you let me have you, y/n?”

You nodded your head, clearly being impatient, “Yes. I wan’ it Daddy…” you breathed out. He smiles evilly and proceeds to unbutton his pants. The sight you had in front of you was making you drool, and he kept his eyes on yours. His eyes, those deep irises that always lit a fire inside of you was making your breath hitch. He removes his shirt away, too, and you gawk at his neatly-toned stomach. He had such a thin waistline that looked so fucking hot, and your hands were craving to run it all over his abs.

“Daddy’s not going to remove your shirt, baby, it’ll be too cold.”

“But Daddy, I can handle it…” you whine, but Jimin only shakes his head and tuts. He takes both hands to grope your covered breasts, and your nipples grew harder than it was before. You whimper quietly at the action. “Listen to me, little girl. Or else you’ll be in great trouble…” his voice deepens on the last sentence as a warning, making you gulp and immediately obey him.

He finally pulls his underwear down, his long and hard dick springing out with a bounce. You verbally moan at the sight, wanting to cum for a second time then and there. Jimin chortles as he wraps his hand around the shaft, teasingly stroking it as he looks at your reaction. You lick your lips when you see him spreading his precum, using it as lubrication. The view was too much to fucking handle. His other arm reaches up to comb his jet-black hair back, while the other one kept stroking his cock. You knew he was doing this to get you more riled up.

“Please…” you mewl, getting so desperate for his cock. You’ve never felt so eager before, and he was messing with your mind. “Please fuck me…”

Jimin smirks as he tilts one eyebrow up at you, “Really? You want me?” he taunts while stepping forward to just lightly brush the tip of his dick against your throbbing hole, making you squirm. “How bad do you want me?”

You groan in annoyance yet Jimin only chuckles. “Words. Daddy needs to hear those words, little girl.”

“Please please please, Daddy. I want you to fuck me. I want you to fill me up, I want it so bad. Please…I’ll be a good girl for you. Only yours…” You couldn’t believe that those words really came out of your own mouth. Yet you didn’t care, you couldn’t think of anything else but to have Jimin dick you down in this small, dusty wooden cabin.

“That’s what I like.” He groans, and finally enters you carefully. Inch by inch, you were already a moaning mess beneath him.

“Thaaaat’s it. That’s my good fucking girl,” he growls with creased eyebrows. You were so tight yet so wet that he had no trouble in entering you. Your walls were clenching sporadically around him, and Jimin didn’t waste any time and started to thrust hard and deep inside of you.

“O-ohh, Da-ddy,” you whimpered, clawing at his back for support. He had the table shifting on the floor which made your whole body rock back and forth.

“Who would’ve known a cute, preserved-looking girl like you would let a vampire fuck her tight little pussy, huh?” he snarls as he keeps going faster and harder, making your eyes roll back from the pleasure. Suddenly, his hand reaches up to wrap around your jugular, and you almost came at that moment. The way he held your throat so possessively and so firmly caused you to whimper, looking straight into his orbs. “Oh, you like that, huh?” he smirks as he tightens his grip just a little bit, making you gasp.

Jimin was astonished that you didn’t even react weirdly to his little action, thinking that you’d be uncomfortable. But you handled everything he gave you like a champ. You looked so cute underneath him as he pounded into you, a whimpering and moaning mess. You tugged on his hair as he fastens his thrusts in an inhumane pace, and you instantly felt the knot in your stomach for the second time.

“Mmnggf, Daddy…I’m so close,” you whined and Jimin’s mouth came in contact to your lips, kissing you tenderly. You feel your body and mind about to burst from all of the overwhelming sensations that he was giving you, yet you loved each second of it.

“I know, baby, I can feel it,” he grunts when you tighten your walls around him, “Wanna cum on my cock little girl? C’mon, I know you can do it.” He removes his hand around your neck and instead lowers it down to reach for your clit, rubbing it just the way you liked it. Your body quivered as you arched your back from the addicting and blissful feeling, shutting your eyes tight. “Come for Daddy.”

And with that, you released your load around his cock. Your walls were spasming intensely, making Jimin release an animalistic growl. “Goddamn, baby,” he mutters as your orgasm kept going, “such a good girl.”

Jimin catches his high as well and pulls away, pumping his cock several times until his cum spurted into your lower belly. Jimin threw his head back in pleasure, his abs flexing as he was breathing heavily. Beads of sweat trickled down his forehead and his chest was moist, and both of you looked fucked up. Literally.

After you both calmed down, Jimin reaches for his underwear and pants and pulls it back up. He helps you get dressed too, assisting you in putting your coat back on. He turns you around with a smile on his face, pressing a kiss on your lips. He pulls your body closer to him, “You did so well for me, Y/n,” he nuzzles his face on the crook of your neck and he smells you once again. You smelled even better than before if that’s even possible. “So, so good.”

You giggle at his remarks and you push his face away, “You were amazing too, Daddy, the best I’ve ever had.”

Jimin raises a brow up at your sentence, “The best you’ll only have, baby.”

His words surprised you. Did that mean…

“Anywho, let’s go? They’re probably waiting for us.”

You disregarded the thoughts you were having from his earlier statement and instead you nod your head. “Yeah, let’s go.”

~

“There you guys are! Holy fuck,” Hyerin yells as she sees the two of you in her sight, making everyone turn their heads. Jimin lays you back down on the ground with a little smirk on his face.

“It’s been two and a half hours, where have you been?” Solji asks, standing up as she walks over to you and Jimin. Solji creases her brows when she sees you blushing, and Jimin with that shit-eating grin on his face. “Odd,” she tilts her head to the side, “I sense something odd with the two of you.”

Hyerin stands up as well and approaches you with a concerned look, “Are you okay, Y/n?”

“Yeah, yeah. I’m okay, don’t worry.”

Neither the less, Hyerin shrugged her shoulders. “Anyway, what took the two of you so long? We were already eating smores without you.”

“Did Jimin lose his vampire abilities? Maybe they had to walk back.” Jungkook laughs with a mouthful of smores, making his cheeks look puffy and full. Jimin rolls his eyes at the youngest, “I didn’t.”

“Then why—”

Solji suddenly comes closer to you and takes an inhale, raising her brows right after, “Y/n smells like sex.”

Everyone, besides you and Jimin, releases a teasing satisfactory sound. Your face immediately goes red, covering your face in your hands. You felt Jimin’s arm snaking around your waist and tugs your close to him. Jimin lowers his head down to press a kiss on top of your head in front of everyone. He had no shame at all.

“Well, Jimin, you like her?” Seokjin asks with a smirk.

Jimin locks eyes with you affectionately and flashes a genuine smile, “I do. A lot.”

~

Okay, I apologize if I kept all of you waiting for me to post, but I now present you a little Jimin oneshot. School has been preoccupying me lately but I’ll find time to write more. 

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Shinso’s Damn Happy Trail

Warnings: 18+, dd/lg dynamics, swearing, smut, etc.

          A/N: Alright! So- This has been in the works for about a month (?) and it’s something I think about daily. This all stemmed from glorious fanart of Shinso (posted at the end) and a fun and very long conversation with one of my lovely muses, Allie ( @queensynderella ).

Allie wrote the parts pertaining to the reader(fem) we traded off in a sort of conversation like writing. This started as RP and became a whole fic. It was really fun to write as a collab and I really appreciate her patience with me as I was learning and doing my best to keep the story flowing and entertaining. I wrote the Hitoshi parts and we both picked out the gif.

     I’m very happy to finally be able to post this in its completion! I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I do. Enjoy!

Word Count: 3,738

     *shinso walks out of the shower like that and into the hallway* jaw slack, eyes bulging and visibly licking every part of him. "You gonna just stare or?" He snaps in front of your face. "U-uh sorry," you scratched the back of your neck as you averted your eyes "nice urhm package." You tumble over your words. He rests his hand on your shoulder bowing his head so his breath tickles your ear. "Yeah, it would look better without briefs… or with you on top of it." Hot breath fanning across your neck as he softly presses his lips against it. Knees growing weak you shriveled away from him slightly. Standing up straight he gave you a lazy smirk before giving you a once over, biting his lip and walking away. 

      Emitting a heavy sigh you felt your face burn and you looked over your shoulder slightly to watch as his muscles contracted as he walked away. Snapping your face forward you took a deep, shaky breath. Shaking your head you walked into the locker room and prepared to shower. The image of his violet happy trail not leaving the forefront of your mind, even as the water rushed down your body. Gliding your hands along your body you stopped to note the slick that coated your inner thigh, along with the warm water. "Fuck." You muttered to yourself. Looking around the room for any sign of people you delved your hand between your folds gathering some of the slick, at the feeling you began to nod your head back in relaxation and pleasure. Until a large hand grabbed your wrist and stilled your movements. 

"Ah ah ah, what a naughty little kitten."

      Yes sir, I certainly am please punish me. - Allie said this out of character but I wanted to keep it word for word in fic as it was in chat. 

"Eager to take what I give you, kitten?" 

*pouts*

"Daddy doesn't like it when you pout, kitten." 

      "I uhm, Daddy?! The hell are you on about Shin? And uh, this is the um showers and uh…."

"So? Did I say you could touch yourself?"

      "No? It's not my fault, ya know if you didn't strut around like… that!"

"Like what?"

      "Like… some kinda Greek god with your whole self on display and that stupid sexy happy trail… It's a hazard." 

      "A hazard? Just because you don't know how to behave yourself, I'm a hazard? Now kitten, that's silly."

      "I am behaving and can I have my hand back please? I'd like to finish… showering, I yeah." 

"Mmm, maybe. Depends on how good you taste baby." 

"T-taste? W-what do you mean taste?"

      "While I'd love to clean off those fingers for you, I'd prefer it from the source. Now, be a good girl and stay still." Releasing your hand he gets down on one knee in front of your heat. Caressing your inner thigh he parts your legs further. Hot breath fanning against you, he grabs your leg and puts it over his shoulder. Licking softly at your folds before diving between them. 

      "Source what- oohh fuck." You mumble as you slam one hand to the wall next to you for balance, scared of your shaking leg holding your weight, other hand instinctively weaving into his soft purple hair. "S-s-shin, what're you- mmmn."

      Pulling away from your heat he looked up at you with a devilish grin. "Ah, just as I thought. You taste so. fucking. good." Each word was punctuated with a kiss against your clit. Palming himself through his now soaked briefs he winked at you before removing your leg from his shoulder. Standing up he grabbed your chin and pulled you into a shallow kiss before moving across your jaw and down your neck. 

       "I don't- - can't think…" You mutter as your breaths become soft pants, mind clouding over before his lips met yours. You wanted to say something else but your mind went blank the further his lips traveled and a soft moan escaped, one hand still planted on the wall as the other slid along his wet abs. 

       A low growl vibrated against your skin. Biting down harshly on the side of your neck, he pulled his head back and licked his lips. "As much as I would love to continue this," he ran his hands along your sides before wrapping around to cup your ass. " the water is getting cold and my little kitten still needs to get clean." He squished the soft flesh beneath his fingers, drawing you against him. 

      "Fuck." You moaned slowly at his teeth in your neck, eyes fluttering closed for a beat. Another moan escaping as he grabbed at your ass. Eyes cracking open at his words, making you arch a brow. "I don't think clean is, is what you're thinking about…" You whispered staring up at him, very aware of him being flush against you. 

      Pushing your body against his bulge he presses a quick kiss to your nose before his right hand lands a smack on your ass. Putting distance between you both he tracks his fingernails down your sides once more before abandoning your figure. "Be a good girl and finish your shower kitten. And maybe later we can discover how 'nice' my package looks buried in you." Once again he starts to walk away. Looking over his shoulder he warned, "Oh, and good girls don't touch themselves without Daddy."

       "I- - what?!" You blurt, eyes wide as he pulls away, jaw slightly slacked. You were flustered and in disbelief that he could just stop, like that. "I… what if I don't listen, huh?" You hollered after him, half-smirk on your lips before turning back to the now cold water. 

       “Such a little ugh!” She groaned, scrubbing at her body as it shivered at the cold water she was left with now. Doing her best to get clean and rinsed off as soon as possible while half-tempted to finish what she had started before shin had interrupted. “How would he even know?” She mused as she let the water beat the last of the soap off her skin and she sighed, shaking her head and turning the shower off before grabbing her towel and wrapping up. “Just do it when I get to the room.” She mumbled as she padded that way.

      Finally hearing the soft click of the door opening he groaned. “Welcome kitten” He sat up on his forearms as he watched you step into the room. “Did you behave for me?” He arched a brow. 

      She stopped and stared at him on her bed with wide eyes that trailed along his still wet body and her now soaked bedding. “The hell Hitoshi? My sheets are soaked what’re you-?” She gulped, cutting herself off as she got distracted by the material clinging to his toned ass. “Did I get myself off you mean?”

      “By that cute reaction I’m going to take a guess that you didn’t.” Sitting up fully, he ran a hand through his slick hair, pushing it up to its rightful place. “And yeah. Sorry, not sorry about the sheets” He winked at you as he eyed your figure. 

      “What if I did huh?” She quipped, chewing her lip to keep from groaning at his chiseled body, averting her eyes. “I can see you’re not sorry but how am I supposed to sleep on them now Toshi?” She huffed, turning mid-sentence to catch his wink making her cock her head. “ What is with you tonight?”

      Chuckling at your attempt to play it off he looked up at your ceiling. “Ya know, lying is a sin kitten.” Standing up he came towards you. Towering over your frame he smirked at your words. “You’ll be sleeping with me tonight, obviously” He huffed as if you should have assumed. “Nothing is wrong, just… feeling a bit more mean, so to speak” Raising his hand to your shoulder he grazed his fingers along your skin. 

      “You’re a sin.” She grumbled as she tried not to stare at his still wet boxer-briefs clinging to every curve they were supposed to hide. She stared up at him, arching a brow and shivering slightly at his touch. “I… teasing is more the word I was thinking. And sleeping in what sense Toshi?” She asked, biting her lip and holding her arms tight at her sides to resist reaching out for him. 

      “Isn’t teasing, in some sense, just a form of being mean?” His other hand ghosted along your side as he placed his hand on your hip, pulling you into him. “Now that was cute.” He snickered at your question. “I was hoping in both senses. But hey, you can do what you want. You’re a big girl.” The hand from your shoulder moved to your chin. Pinching your chin between his thumb and pointer finger as he tilted your head up toward his. 

      “What you did in the shower was pretty mean now that you mention it.” She shot back with a hint of a grin on her lips, gasping softly as he pulled her close. She snorted softly at his words, leaning up slightly towards his lips. “I thought I was supposed to be doing what I was told, Daddy?”

      “Ah, so my girl does listen.” Placing a soft peck against your lips he pulled back slightly. “Good. I thought I was going to have to teach you a lesson” He dipped his head down to glide his lips along your jaw. 

     “Teach me a lesson, huh?” She asked as her gaze met his, soft groan slipping out at the feeling of his lips on her jaw. She couldn’t fight the urge to touch him any longer, one hand settling on his chest as the other reached up to lightly tangle in his damp hair. “And what if I behave, do I get a reward instead?”

     “Mmm, that can be arranged.” He hummed as he moved into your touch. Eyes looking down momentarily as your hand met his chest. Kissing across your jaw, toward your chin and down your neck he relished in the way you felt against his rough body. 

     “S-shit Toshi…” She muttered breathily as her eyes fluttered closed, leaning into his kisses further as the one on his chest slowly traced his abs. “Thought you were t-taking me to your room?” 

      Stopping in his tracks he took a step back from you. Already annoyed by the absence of your touch he grabbed your hand, pulling you away from the door as he moved from the hallways he made his way out of your room. Reaching his door he swiftly opened it and pulled you in. “Tsk tsk tsk. So impatient Kitten.”

      She couldn’t help but grin as they snuck through the halls, freehand clutching her towel tight to her chest and a soft giggle escaping once the door was shut. She looked up at his violet eyes and wound her arms loosely around his waist. “Me impatient? You’ve already teased me *Daddy*, I don’t want to wait.” She murmured in a sultry tone. Throwing him a wink to be cheeky. 

      With a sigh he took a step backward, out of your grip. Taking your hands with his he captured one of them. Leading your hand down to his briefs he had you palming his erection. Hissing at the contact “Maybe.. I’m the impatient one.”

     “Oooh god.” She muttered at feeling his hard cock beneath her hand or the first time, eyes wide as she watched it twitch as she palmed it. SHe glanced up at him, studying his face before curiosity got the better of her and she moved to tug his briefs down enough to let his cock spring free as she gulped at the sight. Licking her lips at the bead of pre at his angry tip. 

      “Ah- fuck” He bit his lip as he watched her movements. “Like what you see kitten?” His hand came down to wrap around its base. “You’re nearly drooling.”

     “Yes.” She blurted almost instantly as she glanced back up at him and bit her lip. “C-can I…?” She asked as she moved closer, fingers sliding along his thighs as she kneeled in front of him with her gaze locked on his.

     Taking a deep breath as he peered down at her his pupils had blown wide, lust-filled deviance played across his features. “I thought you’d never ask” He stroked himself very slowly in front of her face before removing his hand from himself in favor of pushing his still wet hair back. His other hand was scratching lightly at his happy trail as he groaned. 

      A smile flashed on her lips, the movement of his hand drawing her attention back down to his cock. She licked her lips before flicking her tongue in kitten licks against his head as he stroked himself, groaning at the taste of his pre on her tongue. As soon as he moved his hand she wrapped hers around him instead. 

     A low groan left the back of his throat as he watched your movements intently. A low hiss erupted as your hand wrapped around him. “Don’t tease me, Kitten.” his voice was low, husky and intimidating. 

      She gulped at his words, shiver running down her spine. She looked up at him through her lashes as she leaned in to wrap her lips around his cockhead, tongue swirling against it as her hand pumped slowly along the rest. Keeping her eyes on his face as she took as much of his length in her mouth as possible before starting a steady pace of bobbing along his length. 

      Intertwining his fingers in her hair he followed her movements eagerly. The feeling of her warm tongue against his cock made him moan. Tilting his head to the side he eyed her seductively. Hands guiding her actions fluidly. “That’s it, good girl” He praised as he eased his hips into meeting her bobbing head. 

       She groaned against his length at the feeling of his hips bucking forward, slightly gagging as his tip grazed into her throat. She sucked a deep inhale through her nose before releasing her hand and pushing herself down on him until her nose brushed against his purple pubes, a much louder gag sounding as she deepthroated him. 

      “That sounds-” He bit his lip to slightly stifle his moan “so fucking sexy” He used the leverage of his hands to hold her there for a few seconds, relishing in the way her throat constricted around him. 

      Her eyes watering slightly as drool slipped from the corner of her mouth freely. She pulled air through her nose to try and stay down like this for him, tongue pressed flat against the vein on the underside of his length. Another gag making her pull off of him with a soft pop as she gasped for air, moving her hand to stroke him instead. 

     “Fuck, kitten-” He hissed through clenched teeth. Tightening his grip in her hair he tilted her head back for her to meet his gaze. “Guess I was teasing you too much, huh? You’re acting like a cat in heat.”

      “Yes you were, Daddy.” She panted out, emphasizing the last word as she did her best to pout up at him. Her eyes clouded with lust as she let slip a needy little whine, hand still lazily pumping his cock. 

     Smirking down at her he released his hold in her hair in favor of overlapping her hand, guiding her strokes while adding pressure. “I’ll be nicer next time.” He winked down at her with his cheshire grin as a breathless chuckle rumbled from deep within his chest. 

      “N-next time?” She asked, her head tilting slightly as she groaned softly at his hand guiding hers. Her eyes briefly flicking to your cock and back. “What about now, Daddy? Have I behaved enough for a reward?” 

      He growled lowly before he softly spoke. “Mmm- That depends on what you want, kitten.” 

      She shivered at the growl, gulping to try and swallow down the saliva pooling in her mouth. “I want you,” she said as she gazed up at you  with pleading eyes, “I n-need you… to fuck me. To feel y-your cock in me.” 

      Cursing beneath his breath he nodded “I can’t deny you when you beg like that” He removed your hand from his length and helped you to your feet, turning your body he pushed you against the nearest wall.

     She grinned lazily at him, following his lead and pressing her cheek against the coolness of the wall. Instinctively arching her back slightly towards him and taunting him a bit with a wiggle of her hips. 

      His hand gripped your hip tightly while the other guided his cock against your folds, gathering the slick there before lining himself up with your entrance. “Don’t tease me like that kitten.” He whispered against your neck as he leaned over you.

      She mewled feeling your cock tease her folds, arching back into you further. She whimpered at your words and hot breath against her neck. “I’m sorry, Daddy. I just want you so fucking bad… please!” She pleaded, bucking her hips against you with a moan. 

      “Your wish is my command” With a sharp, rough thrust he was buried to the hilt in your cunt. Breathing ragged as he tried to control himself. Adjusting his grip on your hip as his other hand weaved into your hair, pulling you back toward him. “Have you been a good girl?” His voice was husky and raw.

      She choked out a moan at being so roughly filled, her hands slipping slightly against the drywall. “F-fuck.” She muttered breathily, another moan escaping as your fist curled into her hair. “I-i think so?” She blurted out, cunt clenching at the words ‘good girl.’

      “From the way you’re clenching around me I’d say you’ve been naughty.” He huffed, dragging himself out from within you almost completely before another sharp thrust sheathed him again. “Such a slutty little kitty.” He licked a stripe along your neck, groaning from his own game, patience already thin. 

      “Maybe I h-have been.” She panted, moaning deeply at the sharp thrust as she bit her lip. “Are you gonna punish your slutty k-kitty Daddy?” She groaned as your tongue met her neck. “S-shit… please, use me Daddy.”

      Sucking harshly on the juncture of your neck he growled against your skin. “My pleasure” His hand came down roughly against your ass before he began a brutal but shallow pace inside you. 

     “F-fuck, Daddy.” She cried out loudly at the smack, whimpering at the rough pace as her clammy hands slipped and pawed at the wall trying to keep herself from bouncing forward too much with each thrust. 

      "that's right kitten, say it louder" the hand in your hair pulling your back against him. He licked the shell of your ear as he landed another smack against your cheek. "Start counting"

      She moaned loudly at the smack, a shudder running through her. “O-one?” She panted out before burying her teeth in her lower lip to try and keep herself focused beyond you pounding into her. 

      He chuckled darkly "Good fucking girl" his voice was just a breathless whisper against your ear. Smacking the same spot again he released his hold in your hair in favor of throwing his arm around to wrap his large hand around your throat, squeezing slightly.

     She couldn’t help the way her cunt clenched again at that phrase, letting out a broken moan. “T-two.” She muttered breathily, groaning at the feeling of your hand around her neck. 

     The wet sounds of him fucking into you began to drive him crazy with lust. Shamelessly moaning into your ear he began to deepen his thrusts, his hand gripping your hip tightly.

      “D-daddy, please…” She whined between moans, fighting the tension building in her abdomen that was being fueled by your moans. “N-need to cum, please c-can I?” She pleaded feeling the knot start to fray more with each rough rut of his hips.  

      The roll of his hips slowing as his thrusts became more harsh, angled at the special spot inside of you. "Yes- fuck, do it" He panted out heavily, groaning at the feeling of your velvety walls. "Cum on my cock kitten"

     “Sh-shit Daddy!” She moaned deeply as you hitting into her g-spot sent her over the edge, her legs shaking as her orgasm crashed through her.

     Hand squeezing the sides of your throat a slew of curses and choked out moans rumbled from deep within his chest as you convulsed beneath him. His hips began to falter as his own release quickly approached.

      “Ngh…” She mumbled, unable to come down from her own high and twitching from the overstimulation and aftershocks as her eyes threatened to roll back. “Are you gonna c-cum Daddy? F-fill me up?”

      "Only if you beg kitten" The words were slurred and frantic. His hips began to piston more swiftly with renewed vigor. 

      “Mmn pl-lease!” She whined out, her own words broken up by choppy moans and heavy pants. “F-fill me up, I n-need it Daddy, puh-lease.”

      Slowing to a near halt his breathing was ragged. Moans slid past his lips as he released inside of you, painting your insides white.

       She groaned softly feeling you cum inside her, eyes clenched shut as she tried to steady both her breathing and her quivering legs. “Holy fuck Toshi….” She muttered, glancing over her shoulder at him.

       Both of his hands softly held and rubbed soft circles into your hips as he rested his forehead on your shoulder, hot breath fanning against your skin. "Fuck..." 

      She chuckled breathily, lazy grin on her lips. “And to think, all because I wanted to take a damn shower tonight and now I’m dirty again.” She teased, groaning softly as she remembered her soaked bed. “You definitely owe me some cuddles in that bed of yours now Toshi.”

      Pulling out of you with a groan he grabbed your shoulder to turn you around, pinching your chin between his fingers to make you look up at him. Mock hurt flashed across his face as he scoffed "What? Dirty? From me? Never." He smiled as he pressed his lips against yours. "All of the cuddles are yours, kitten" he said with a goofy grin. 

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